Portaceli Sinaloa Quotes & Sayings

Many times the reading of a book has made the future of a man. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Read a preview of the next book — Jenny Han

My website's kind of fun for me. I get to do drawings on that. It's kind of fun. — Jeff Bridges

Make an effort to serve good bread and good meat and not to sell the better wine so as to serve what is inferior ... — Vincent De Paul

I do think that all of us think in poems. I think of a poem as being deeper than headline news. You know how they talk about breaking news all the time, that -- if too much breaking news, trying to absorb all the breaking news, you start feeling really broken. And you need something that takes you to a place that's a little more timeless, that kind of gives you a place to stand to look out at all these things. Otherwise, you just feel assaulted by all of the tragedy in the world. — Naomi Shihab Nye

There are few jobs in the world that are more fun than being the head of Urban Development for a great and thriving city. — Juan Enriquez

Every once in awhile you find a novel so magical that there is no escaping its spell. The Night Circus is one of these rarities - engrossing, beautifully written and utterly enchanting. If you choose to read just one novel this year, this is it — Danielle Trussoni

It's painful to hold out hope for the things that once brought you joy. You have to find ways to make yourself forget. — Christina Baker Kline

Any philosophical and theoretical assurance that laughter is unique to the human being becomes somewhat unsure when one turns to the anthropological literature. — Simon Critchley

Golden shadows shimmered and the musky scent of the candles dizzied every breath. They were on the bed now, an enormous bed with sheets of glowing satin. Clasped in an embrace they rolled together, drinking deep kisses from gasping mouths, hands stroking, teasing, chasing, bodies pressing against each other as if seeking to melt and become one with the other. — Maggie Osborne

I wondered, as I wondered so often when I was that age, who I was, and what exactly was looking at the face in the mirror. If the face I was looking at wasn't me, and I knew it wasn't, because I would still be me whatever happened to my face, then what was me? And what was watching? — Neil Gaiman