Picture It Sicily Quotes & Sayings

Like madness is the glory of this life. — William Shakespeare

With a mind not diseased, a holy life is a life of hope, and at the end of it, death is a great act of hope. — William Mountford

I don't understand boys. — Ally Carter

It is frankly a mistake of amateurs to believe you can gain the upper hand in a diplomatic negotiation. — Henry A. Kissinger

Thought, true labor of any kind, highest virtue itself, is it not the daughter of Pain? — Thomas Carlyle

Around people I don't know, I'm totally at a loss. — Barbra Streisand

Oklahoma is the Bad Food Capital of the World, and Oklahoma City is as cheery as an opened casket. No one reads in that city, and bookstores are even rarer there than atheists. — Richard S. Wheeler

I have my Master's Degree but I learned more at my dinner table than any class I ever took. My dad would come home from the sweat factory and put the money on the table and say Mea, here is some money for insurance and food and we always had that little extra for Friday night pizza at Barcelona's. — Dick Vitale

You promise not to fall for me," she said seriously. "No matter how lovable I am?"
He wanted to smile at that but didn't want her to think he was making fun. She wanted his word, and he could give it easily enough, confident that as adorably sexy as she was, he could refrain from falling for her, since his heart felt dead in his chest. "I promise. — Jill Shalvis

The roof of my mouth was so sensitive it was as if I'd eaten peanut butter while in a coma. — Amy Harmon

Alice's robes were seasonal. She hadn't exactly planned
it that way, but that's how it evolved. In winter there was a long,
warm, deep purple terry-cloth robe. In spring she changed to a new
blue-and-white cotton kimono. In summer there was a white chenille
bathrobe with a pattern on it, and in the fall she wore a cotton robe her
husband had bought her as a surprise gift. They were useful, practical
garments, but when she thought about it, she realized she wore them as
much for the feelings and memories they evoked as much as their physical
comfort. When I told her I thought her robes had become like temple
garments, she smiled,Yes. — Robert Fulghum

As Wilson mourned his wife, German forces in Belgium entered quiet towns and villages, took civilian hostages, and executed them to discourage resistances. In the town of Dinant, German soldiers shot 612 men, women, and children. The American press called such atrocities acts of "frightfulness," the word then used to describe what later generations would call terrorism. On August 25, German forces bean an assault on the Belgian city of Louvain, the "Oxford of Belgium," a university town that was home to an important library. Three days of shelling and murder left 209 civilians dead, 1,100 buildings incinerated, and the library destroyed, along with its 230,000 books, priceless manuscripts, and artifacts. The assault was deemed an affront to just to Belgium but to the world. Wilson, a past president of Princeton University, "felt deeply the destruction of Louvain," according to his friend, Colonel House; the president feared "the war would throw the world back three or four centuries. — Erik Larson

What could I say? ( ... ) That I wanted to scream at the unfairness of it all? ( ... ) Encouraging me the way he had, knowing that there was no new century for me, no new life for this girl. — Jacqueline Kelly

No matter what happens in the kitchen, never apologize, — Julia Child

The tethering of words to reality helps allay the worry that language ensnares us in a self-contained web of symbols. — Steven Pinker