Plateado Perlado Quotes & Sayings

Fella can get so he misses the noise of a saw mill. — John Steinbeck

I'd rather people talked about the 1,000 most successful French Internet companies instead of the 5 or 10 faces we already know - including mine. — Xavier Niel

I prefer to be proved wrong than to live in error. — James L. Cambias

There is no art without a poetic aim. — Edouard Vuillard

If you can shred on a Fender or won 'Best Personality,' you're not disqualified - it just doesn't make you more qualified. You see, God usually chooses ordinary people like us to get things done. — Bob Goff

Mickey Mouse to a three-year-old is a six-foot-tall RAT! — Robin Williams

A tree forms itself in answer
to its place and the light.
Explain it how you will, the only
thing explainable will be
your explanation.
Sabbaths 1999 IV — Wendell Berry

There was a whole, sprawling world underneath us, filled with ugly, vicious, beautiful people. The line between the two places was thin, hardly a separation, and both ran on pain and blood and fear and death and joy and music.
But for now, the sunset was enough. — Brenna Yovanoff

Nothing is so dangerous as an ignorant friend; a wise enemy is worth more.
[Fr., Rien n'est si dangereux qu'un ignorant ami;
Mieux vaudrait un sage ennemi.] — Jean De La Fontaine

He put some more cold pizza into his face. — Douglas Adams

Versailles has only existed for seven years. It does not have any ancient traditions. It was made by Colbert, the commoner. It is full of nobles, true; but you fool yourself if you believe that they feel comfortable there - feel as if they belong. No, it is you, mademoiselle, who are the perfect courtier of Versailles, you whom the others shall envy, once you go there and establish yourself. My father feels himself slipping down, sees his family losing its wealth, its influence. He throws a rope up, hoping that someone on higher and firmer ground will snatch it out of the air and pull him to safety - and that someone is you, mademoiselle. — Neal Stephenson

He's no failure. He's not dead yet. — W. L. George