Perdidamente Florbela Quotes & Sayings

Children are dying in this city because they're too fucking poor to keep warm. Put that in your fucking notebook.
I put it in my fucking notebook. — Charlie LeDuff

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life. — John Muir

I was still tough but it wasn't the same. I had to withdraw. I watched people from afar, it was like a stage play. Only they were on stage and I was an audience of one. — Charles Bukowski

Was this the big one or was this the small tremor, the warning? Does it get better - does the sensation of being in a dream underwater go away? — A.M. Homes

shards of glass spray everywhere. I take another swing, this time catching him on the side of the head, nearly knocking him back out onto — Steven Jenkins

Every institution is inherently demonic. — Paul Tillich

I wasn't being critical of myself in the way I can normally be, and I was letting myself follow through with stuff. It was like a prolonged spontaneity. — Luke Temple

Your vibe creates your tribe. — Ifeanyi Enoch Onuoha

And interfering with the Council's decisions is a treasonous offense."
Grady snorted. "Not if the Council's gone crazy. — Shannon Messenger

Time is living me. — Jorge Luis Borges

Where no paths exist, a man strays only when he misses his destination. There is no crime, no transgression, no sin save foolishness or incompetence, and no obscenity save the tyranny of custom. — R. Scott Bakker

Any claims on the truth in my pictures are only to be answered in the sense that a particular event did in fact happen and did take place in the here and now. — Andreas Gursky

Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes, but I'll work it out ... — Dave Matthews

Life is truly weird ... And it's not getting any less weird the farther I get from home. — Jonathan Maberry

Thereafter, staggering semiparalytic down the night streets, he would often ask passing policemen if they knew the way to Betelgeuse. — Douglas Adams