Papagali Wikipedia Quotes & Sayings

Communication is the lifeblood of an organization. — Asa Don Brown

Wait, Richard Cheney, as in Dick Cheney? You're a vampire named Dick Cheney? Somehow, that makes you seem more evil. — Molly Harper

I always thought falling in love was hard, but now I realize that was the easy bit. It's staying in love that's the hard part. — Alexandra Potter

Terrorism is you winning hearts and minds of people. — Imran Khan

The privileged have regularly invited their own destruction with their greed. — John Kenneth Galbraith

The views of the Earth are really beautiful. If you've ever seen a space IMAX movie, that's really what it looks like. I wish I'd had more time just to sit and look out the window with a map, but our science program kept us very busy in the lab most of the time. — David M. Brown

After September 11, I don't think people really believe things like this are all that important. — Rick Pitino

I approach my work with a passionate intensity, acting as if its success depends entirely on me. "But once I've done my best, I try to let go as much as possible and have no expectations about how my work will be received by the world." — Sarah Ban Breathnach

I became determined to know a few steps more of that path every day. — Barbara Kingsolver

In hospitals there is no time off for good behavior. — Josephine Tey

War, it will be seen, is now a purely internal affair. In the past, the ruling groups of all countries, although they might recognize their common interest and therefore limit the destructiveness of war, did fight against one another, and the victor always plundered the vanquished. In our own day they are not fighting against one another at all. The war is waged by each ruling group against its own subjects, and the object of the war is not to make or prevent conquests of territory, but to keep the structure of society intact. — George Orwell

My children have no prejudices at all. My own brother-in-law is Jewish! — Dorothy Kilgallen

Julian bent closer as if to soothe her. "Please continue. This is extremely interesting. I searched centuries for lost Carpathians but had given up hope. How all of you accomplished what you did is extraordinary."
Desari swallowed as little flames licked at her skin, as her breasts reacted to the pad of his thumb sliding sensuously over the soft swell. She glanced up at him, determined to reprimand him, but he was looking intellectual and earnestly interested in whatever she had been telling him. Except for his eyes. His eyes were molten gold and burning with a liquid fire that seemed to consume her, to mesmerize her.
"I have no idea what I was saying," she finally admitted, her voice so husky it was an invitation. — Christine Feehan

But really it says everything that's wrong about the publishing industry, that a quarter of a million people bought and read a sex and shopping novel that wasn't even written by one of those footballer girlfriends, and yet most of the shortlisted titles on the Orange Prize, which is an award for women writers, don't even sell ten thousand copies. It's just not right. — Sarra Manning

Dinginess is death to a writer. Filth, discomfort, hunger, cold, trauma and drama, don't matter a bit. — Jeanette Winterson