Oscarito Celia Quotes & Sayings

When you're the cash cow that lays the golden goose egg, people are always going to cheer you on, whatever. — Noel Gallagher

The atmosphere, the earth, the water and the water cycle - those things are good gifts. The ecosystems, the ecosphere, those are good gifts. We have to regard them as gifts because we couldn't make them. We have to regard them as good gifts because we couldn't live without them. — Wendell Berry

Flattery is nothing but attention without intention. — Mary Lindsey

If I could choose the perfect Dad
There's no one I would rather
Have Dad, than you Dad
Coz you go further, Father
Happy Birthday Father — John Walter Bratton

When you come onto the set, everything should be focused around your character and you should stay in the pocket, as much as possible. Every actor has their own process. For me, I really need to stay in the pocket. — Vin Diesel

The more of us that feel the universe, the better off we will be in this world. — Neil DeGrasse Tyson

What we need is another great ice to come and sweep us all into the ocean. To give God a second chance. — Philipp Meyer

You will never get to the irreducible definition of anything because you will never be able to explain why you want to explain, and so on. The system will gobble itself up. — Alan W. Watts

I go to the saltwater and wash off the blood, trying to decide which I hate more, pain or itching. Fed up, I stomp back onto the beach, turn my face upward and snap, "Hey, Haymitch, if you're not too drunk, we could use a little something for our skin."
It's almost funny how quickly the parachute appears above me. I reach up and the tube lands squarely in my open hand.
"About time" I say, but I can't keep the scowl on my face. Haymitch. What I wouldn't give for five minutes of conversation with him. — Suzanne Collins

Often, to be free means the ability to deal with the realities of one's own situation so as not to be overcome by them. — Howard Thurman

I also like poems that are haunted by a structure or a narrative, or poems that frisk flirtatiously at the boundary of sense. — Matthea Harvey