Perenchio Art Quotes & Sayings

I kept learning about being a widow in little, distant flashes. I saw that after a long while, if you had no one to touch you, you might eventually become someone who went to beauty parlors and paid to have strangers do your hair. You'd pay for the sensation of it, the hands of another human being pouring warmth on you, gently smoothing, stroking. You'd close your eyes and lean back into those hands and your face might have exactly that look, I thought.

Life just goes on, you see, any old way it can. Even the dead can't interrupt the flow. — Joyce Johnson

I'm not going to tell [Vladimir] Putin what to do. Why should I tell Putin what to do? — Donald Trump

Asked whether donor nations may be becoming fatigued ... The fatigue may be there, but I don't think we can justify it in the face of such misery. We may need to wake up our conscience and our conscience must force us to act. — Kofi Annan

There are people who dislike you because you do not dislike yourself. — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

If it's cross-country ski season, I'll be out doing that, or snowshoeing up in Quebec. In my California home, I go to the local Y and I like doing yoga. It's been hugely beneficial to me in injury avoidance. — Neil Peart

There was nothing predictable in this life, and very little that was fair. — Sara Donati

For Shama and her sisters and women like them, ambition, if the word could be used, was a series of negatives; not to be unmaried, not to be childless, not to be an undutiful daughter, sister, wife, mother, widow. — V.S. Naipaul

Anything approaching the change that came over his features I have never seen before, and hope never to see again. Oh, I wasn't touched. I was fascinated. It was as though a veil had been rent. I saw on that ivory face the expression of sombre pride, of ruthless power, of craven terror
of an intense and hopeless despair. Did he live his life again in every detail of desire, temptation, and surrender during that supreme moment of complete knowledge? He cried in a whisper at some image, at some vision
he cried out twice, a cry that was no more than a breath:
The horror! The horror! — Joseph Conrad

to every kid in Georgetown and in all "the Gardens" of the world: your voices matter, your dreams matter, your lives matter. Be roses that grow in the concrete. — Angie Thomas

The only friends I have are the dead who have bequeathed their writings to me
I have no others. — Thomas Bernhard

Many men on the point of an edifying death would be furious if they were suddenly restored to health. — Cesare Pavese

I was weirdly obsessed with music until I was 11, and then I turned into a nerd. — Sia Furler

Writing is a marvelous adventure and very labor-intensive: those words run away and try to escape. They are very difficult to capture. — Eduardo Galeano