Nicholia Quotes & Sayings

Really, Mexico City has always been this big, complex monster of a city that has always had real problems and needs, and I've always found my way through it in different ways. — Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu

When different generations of cars are combined into one train, it messes with the loudspeaker system. — Robert James Thomson

Short words are best, and old words when short are best of all. — Winston S. Churchill

I cannot worship the abstractions of virtue: she only charms me when she addresses herself to my heart, speaks through the love from which she springs. — Reinhold Niebuhr

Come what may and hell to pay. — Gregory Maguire

Thus we should beware of clinging to vulgar opinions, and judge things by reason's way, not by popular say. — Michel De Montaigne

The better teachers recognize that by freeing yourself of the rigid ego identity habit, you actually strengthen the resilient, flexible, creative ego, and you then can be more effective in helping others, and creative in whatever work you do. — Robert Thurman

I wish for you four animals: a mink on the shoulders, a Jaguar in the garage, a tiger in the bedroom, and a jackass to pay for it all. To you! — John Oldale

The best thing about streaming is there are no load times during play. Once the game has loaded the player never has to wait for new maps to load. This enables the player to get more immersed in the game world as there are no loading screens to remind the player they are actually playing a video game. — Leslie Benzies

Every book is a journey, a map into the complexities of the human mind and soul. — Elif Shafak

Grief does not change you. It reveals you.
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The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad treatment it is. — Dante Alighieri

Rocco was gripped with the panic he often experienced around her, around himself. He seemed to be both here now and simultaneously five years in the future looking back at this moment, at the loss of this moment. He was always sliding past the nowness of being with her, throwing himself at her like a cranked-up insincere clown for an exhausting fifteen minutes a day or getting cozy with booze in order to achieve the proper mood, and from the time she was born he had felt he was on his deathbed, remembering with regret how skittish and slippery his time with her had been. Had been, as if she were a hard thirty-seven and divorced instead of a two-year old baby, as if he were eighty-six and senile instead of forty-three and slightly overweight. — Richard Price