Pesadelos Em Quotes & Sayings

Fantasy is, of course, booming, and I think it's beginning to stretch its range as well. — Sarah Zettel

Love to throw yourself on the earth and kiss it. Kiss the earth and love it with an unceasing, consuming love. — Fyodor Dostoevsky

We Americans, with our terrific emphasis on youth, action, and material success, certainly tend to belittle the afternoon of life and even to pretend it never comes. We push the clock back and try to prolong the morning, over-reaching and over-straining ourselves in the unnatural effort ... In our breathless attempts we often miss the flowering that waits for afternoon. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Each of the ladies, being after the fashion of their sex, highly trained in promoting men's talk without listening to it, could think - about the education of children, about the use of fog sirens in an opera - without betraying herself. Only it struck Helen that Rachel was perhaps too still for a hostess, and that she might have done something with her hands. — Virginia Woolf

Great Hypocrites are the real atheists. — Francis Bacon

I voted to repeal the individual mandate in Obamacare ... I think people appreciate the fact that they know where you stand. — David Jolly

I will thank you not to be impertinent," said Aunt Josephine, using a word which here means "pointing out that I'm wrong, which annoys me". — Lemony Snicket

Brooke and I share some similarities. We're both passionate, fiercely loyal people. But she is far more outlandish than I'd ever be, particularly with her body and her sexuality. Brooke has made herself weak for men - she only gained self-confidence from their attention. — Sophia Bush

Gospel music always relaxes me and calms my nerves. — Gabby Douglas

I love you. I love you. I send this message through my fingers and into his, up his arm and into his heart. Hear me. I love you. And I'm sorry to leave you. — Jenny Downham

At five that night, I went back to the market and bought three sixteen-ounce Rainier Ales. I bounced back to my house, Mary Lou Retton-like, sipped the first ale, took the Valium, smoked a joint, drank the second ale, took another Valium, listened to "Into the Mystic" ten times, drank the third Ale, too the Valium and the Halcion, and discovered two unhappy thoughts. One was it was only seven o'clock. The second was that I was wide awake. — Anne Lamott