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Neri Colmenares Quotes By Asger Jorn

We are not talking about a new cognition in relation to abstract art, rather a new area of cognition ... — Asger Jorn

Neri Colmenares Quotes By Antoine De Saint-Exupery

But he came back to his idea.
"My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat ... "
The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time. — Antoine De Saint-Exupery

Neri Colmenares Quotes By Anna Chlumsky

Right now I'm just thinking about school and trying to get those grades and keep them up! In case I become a Norma Desmond when I grow up, I can have something to fall back on! — Anna Chlumsky

Neri Colmenares Quotes By Henry Mayhew

We then journeyed on to London Street, down which the tidal ditch continues its course. — Henry Mayhew

Neri Colmenares Quotes By Markus Zusak

How could she ever know that someone would pick her story up and carry it with him everywhere? — Markus Zusak

Neri Colmenares Quotes By Jorge Luis Borges

A man sets himself the task of portraying the world. Shortly before he dies he discovers that this patient labyrinth of lines is a drawing of his own face. — Jorge Luis Borges