Partenaires Sociaux Quotes & Sayings

The writer who loses his self-doubt, who gives way as he grows old to a sudden euphoria, to prolixity, should stop writing immediately: the time has come for him to lay aside his pen. — Colette

Wow. You look ... really nice today. Did you do something different?
Only a thirty-four-year-old virgin, I thought. — Richelle Mead

Shooting felt good. Joy consists in this, after all, the increase of one's power. — Joy Williams

It may be the best that Hillary Clinton can do, but it's not the best America can do. — Jeb Bush

[T]hat's the way of torturers of every age, to put the blame on the victim, especially when he strikes back. — Orson Scott Card

Let me be the ring leader in your guilt gang-bang. — Chuck Palahniuk

It is only practice that improves our minds as well as bodies, and we must expect nothing from our understandings any farther than they are perfected by habits. — John Locke

Maybe I just never learned my harmony part, because what everybody says sounds odd to them sounds perfectly natural to me. — Elvis Costello

Watch for the high tides of yourself and flow up with them; when the inevitable low tides come, either rest or meditate. You cannot escape rhythm. You transcend it by working with it. — Elsa Barker

[The web] is going to end up being a tremendous advantage, providing we can work out the financial structure. I think we'll see newspapers survive, being printed at home. Or you'll have a local print shop, so that rather than waiting for the newspapers to arrive by truck, which is 30 percent at least of a newspaper's cost, you'll go in and push a button, and it will take your dollar bills without anyone having to be there. And it will print the newspaper for you while you wait. It will take seven minutes. There's a terrific future for print in my view and it gives me great heart. — Harold Evans

Complete financial independence for women - my dream. — Debajani Mohanty

Weak people talk and do not act, strong people act and keep quiet. — Eliphas Levi

Anything more low, obscene, feculent, the manifold heaving's of history have not cast up. We shall come to the worship of onions, cats and things vermiculite. — Rufus Choate

What is it about the relationship of a mother that can heal or hurt us? Her womb is the first landscape we inhabit. It is here we learn to respond - to move, to listen, to be nourished and grow. In her body we grow to be human as our tails disappear and our gills turn to lungs. Our maternal environment is perfectly safe - dark, warm, and wet. It is a residency inside the Feminine.
When we outgrow our mother's body, our cramps become her own. We move. She labors. Our body turns upside down in hers as we journey through the birth canal. She pushes in pain. We emerge, a head. She pushes one more time, and we slide out like a fish. Slapped on the back by the doctor, we breath. The umbilical cord is cut - not at our request. Separation is immediate. A mother reclaims her body, for her own life. Not ours. Minutes old, our first death is our own birth. — Terry Tempest Williams

And then there's another snag you keep coming across: such decent and sensible people keep appearing in life, such wise men, and such lovers of the human race who, throughout their lives, set themselves the very task of conducting themselves as properly and sensibly as possible, as it were to enlighten their neighbors for the very purpose of proving to them that it is really possible to live decently and sensibly on this earth. And so?It is well known that, sooner or later, towards the ends of their lives, many of these people have betrayed themselves by committing some ludicrous act or another, at times even of the most indecent sort. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky