Municiones Que Quotes & Sayings

You don't want people to think you're just writing stories for children about a pig in a tutu. — Karen Russell

A girl who seemed about sixteen years old, dressed in travelling clothes, and so marvellously beautiful and graceful that everyone was dazzled by the sight of her and, if they hadn't seen Dorotea, Luscinda and Zoraida at the inn, they'd have believed it next to impossible to find another comparable beauty. — Miguel De Cervantes Saavedra

THEN said Almitra, Speak to us of Love. — Kahlil Gibran

You can't hear God speak to someone else, you can hear him only when you are being addressed. — Ludwig Wittgenstein

Good intention" is a hall pass through history, a sleeping pill that ensures the Dream. An — Ta-Nehisi Coates

Writing is easy. Just sit in front of a typewriter, open up a vein and bleed it out drop by drop. — Red Smith

The ribosome is a machine that gets instructions from the genetic code and operates chemically in order to produce the product. — Ada Yonath

The tendency of the UN and its major supporters is to think good intentions and mild to rampant corruption are as good as actual results. — John Hamill

True conservation provides for wise use by the general public. The American people do not want our resources preserved for the exclusive use of the wealthy. These land and water resources belong to the people, and people of all income levels should have easy access to them. — George Aiken

The poet is an untier of knots, and love without words is a knot, and it drowns. — Gabriela Mistral

Love sweetens pain; and when one loves God, one suffers for His sake with joy and courage. — Brother Lawrence

That was the trouble. The land is too big out there, and after a while it starts to swallow you up. I reached a point when I couldn't take it anymore. All that bloody silence and emptiness. You try to find your bearings in it, but it's too big, the dimensions are too monstrous, and eventually, I don't know how else to put it, eventually it just stops being there. There's no world, no land, no nothing. It comes down to that, Fogg, in the end it's all a figment. The only place you exist is in your head. — Paul Auster