Platero Custom Quotes & Sayings

"That of the person who sees other human beings as sinners," said the Master. — Anthony De Mello

In any man who dies there dies with him, his first snow and kiss and fight. Not people die but worlds die in them. — Yevgeny Yevtushenko

Everybody need a partner to stand right by their side. Not only down for the good times. But also down through the bad times. — Will Smith

I repeated your words, Dakota. — Catherine Bybee

Time is indeed the theater and seat of illusions; nothing is so ductile and elastic. The mind stretches an hour to a century, and dwarfs an age to an hour. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

For it is characteristic of true simplicity that there may radiate from its utmost directness a good many glinting things. — Christopher Ricks

Ender laughed and shook his head. 'You're actually having fun, Val'
'I can't think why I shouldn't. — Orson Scott Card

Invite the Sacred to participate in your joy in little things, as well as in your agony over the great ones. There are as many miracles to be seen through a microscope as through a telescope. Start with little things seen through the magnifying glass of wonder, and just as a magnifying glass can focus the sunlight into a burning beam that can set a leaf aflame, so can your focused wonder set you ablaze with insight. Find the light in each other and just fan it. — Alice O. Howell

There is a road, no simple highway, between the dawn and the dark of night, and if you go, no one may follow, that path is for your steps alone — Jerry Garcia

It is a tragedy of the first magnitude that millions of people have ceased to use their hands as hands. Nature has bestowed upon us this great gift which is our hands. If the craze for machinery method continues, it is highly likely that a time will come when we shall be so incapacitated and weak that we shall begin to curse ourselves for having forgotten the use of the living machines given to us by God. — Mahatma Gandhi

The vampire moved as a unit, talons extended, fangs sprung free of their houses of flesh.
They came to where the delectable smell of fresh blood was released. A quality without compare. It was as if a thousand year old bottle of wine lay breathing.
On a cold stone floor, but paces away from consumption. — Tamara Rose Blodgett

You know my present way of life. Can you suggest any additions to it, in the way of crime, that will reasonably insure my going to some other place. — Mark Twain

We learned then that war was not a quick heroic charge but a slow, incredibly complicated matter. — John Steinbeck