Piacevolissimo Quotes & Sayings

Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips, bidding adieu — John Keats

I leaned my head back, and waited for the sunrise. — Megan Chance

It was the kind of barbarously sticky American afternoon that made me yearn for the shadows cast by scooting summer clouds in northern Europe ... — Joseph O'Neill

I'm very humble in terms of knowing that television is an extraordinary collaborative medium and that one person alone cannot make a great TV show. — Shawn Ryan

Ortho Stice played with a kind of rigid, liquid grace, like a panther in a back-brace. — David Foster Wallace

I love it when he cocks an eyebrow whenever I say something he finds clever or amusing.
I love listening to his boots clomp across my bedroom ceiling.
I love that the accent over his first name is called an acute accent, and that he has a cute accent. — Stephanie Perkins

If you do not live what you believe, you will end up believing what you live. — Fulton J. Sheen

The population decided - out of sheer panic at first - to carry on as if nothing had happened.
- Air War and Literature: The Zurich Lectures — W.G. Sebald

Some people underestimate how erotic it is to be understood. — Mary Rakow

Being a hero of my own life -- is that too much to ask? — Diana Bletter

Why do we struggle so much? Why do we demand so much of life, when the happiest moments are when nothing is happening at all? — Chris Beckett

The NLP/HNLP Coach Practitioner Training in combination with Hypnosis I were just the 9 days that I needed. I enjoyed the many practical excercises. As a Coach, building a stronger relationship with my unsconscious mind is the best way I can help my coachees too. Thank you! — Schalk Burger

It's kind of like this," Decker said: "You wake up in the middle of the night and you're dying for a glass of milk. So you stumble out of bed, stub your toe in the darkness, scream with pain, and limp your way to the refrigerator. You open it up and the light is brilliant. You're saved. Then you fold back the paper container, open up the milk, take a deep breath, and put it to your lips. Only
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the milk is spoiled. Sure, you're bummed. You fold the thing close and put it back in the fridge. It's dark again. But as you're making your way to your lonely old bed, you think to yourself, Wait a minute, maybe that milk wasn't so bad. And I am still thirsty? So you do an about-face and go back to the fridge. The light warms you up again. You take a sip and yup, it's still spoiled. That, to me, is the fitting metaphor for most every relationship I've ever been in. — Ethan Hawke

Being jealous of a beautiful woman is not going to make you more beautiful. — Zsa Zsa Gabor

I love the press; I even like the people that don't like me. If it wasn't for those people, no one would know who I was and I wouldn't have a gig. — Criss Angel