Poesia Lirica Quotes & Sayings

One day, I went to a soba restaurant outside town, and while I was waiting for the zarusoba I opened an old graph magazine. There was a picture of an exhausted, lonely kneeling woman who wore a checked patterned yukata after the tradegy of a large earthquake. With the intensity of my chest ready to burn up, I fell in love with that poor woman. I also felt a horrifying desire for her. Maybe tragedy and desire are back to back to one another. — Osamu Dazai

Societies that have condoned male cheating and condemned female cheating are simply male-dominated cultures. Cheating is cheating, no matter who is doing it. It's wrong. — Cathy Burnham Martin

Ultimately, discipling involves living out the whole Christian life before others. — Mark Dever

Who are we to combat poisons older than history and mankind? — H.P. Lovecraft

Now, Lily said, her burning voice bitter. Now you give me a choice. The ministar flared to life in her palm again. Thus do I choose, you son of a bitch. Knight of Winter, burn and die. — Jim Butcher

Lesson learned - in doing business, do not COMPETE but be COMPETITIVE. — Diana Valerio

You sound like Darth Vader," I say bluntly. Elinor doesn't even flinch. "So be it," she says, and sips her water. That is totally a Darth Vader thing to say. Next she'll be ordering the destruction of a thousand innocent Jedi younglings. — Sophie Kinsella

I was doing a play in New York, which we had done in New Haven, Connecticut. It was an American premiere of a play called The Changing Room written by a wonderful man named David Story. It was about a rugby team in the North of England. It got just screaming rave reviews. At that time, virtually every major critic went up to the Long Wharf Theater to see a new play like that. — Richard Masur

Everything is blood and vines. The mark of another day of revolving the body exact And the sky is ours our hope our blue our silence our throat of burning wildflowers. — Gwen Calvo

I thought to myself: I am wiser than this man; neither of us probably knows anything that is really good, but he thinks he has knowledge, when he has not, while I, having no knowledge, do not think I have. — Plato