Pigiama Unicorno Quotes & Sayings

It's my hypothesis that the individual is not a pre-given entity which is seized on by the exercise of power. The individual, with his identity and characteristics, is the product of a relation of power exercised over bodies, multiplicities, movements, desires, forces. — Michel Foucault

Vice and virtue chiefly imply the relation of our actions to men in this world; sin and holiness rather imply their relation to God and the other world. — Isaac Watts

So when you go to sleep at night, if you're someone who hasn't had any sleep deprivation, you have a very normal sleep pattern, what we tend to see is that, in adults, they go to bed and they start off by going into the deeper stages sleep. — Shelby Harris

And so the afternoon stretched on, and Ezbon toasted their imminent defeat to the dregs. — C.N. Faust

The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose."
"And the foolish can cite Shakespeare. — Susan Dennard

We are Plantagenets - we dine on a diet of betrayal and heartbreak. — Philippa Gregory

The only precious things in life breathe. — Kristen Ashley

The servants of Mary are as sure of getting to Paradise as though they were already there. Who are they who are saved and who reign in Heaven? Surely those for whom the Queen of Mercy intercedes ... The clients of Mary will necessarily be saved. — Alphonsus Liguori

When I hear homestyle, I always think of some guy in his underwear standing next to a microwave. You want me to nuke a hot dog for ya? I got some old Chinese in the fridge, but I think it's my roommate's. — Jim Gaffigan

The mind loves whatever repeats a pleasurable experience from the past. "I love this" basically means "I love repeating what felt so good before". — Deepak Chopra

I love involving actors at all levels - and they have to know that I want to hear their contributions, with dialogue, with story suggestions, with script changes, whatever. — Lasse Hallstrom

Let's admit it, people: nobody understands consciousness. Psychology hasn't had a Newton yet. — James K. Morrow

Like the lily That once was mistress of the field and flourished, I'll hang my head and perish. — William Shakespeare