Portocale De Colorat Quotes & Sayings

The richest man is the one with the most powerful friends. — Eli Wallach

Lexie's baby. Four weeks ... not quite a quarter of an inch: a tiny gemstone, a single spark of color slipping between your fingers and through the cracks and gone. A heart the size of a fleck of glitter and vibrating like a hummingbird, seeded with a billion things that would never happen now. — Tana French

There are,' said Curval, 'but two or three crimes to perform in this world, and they, once done, there's no more to be said; all the rest is inferior, you cease any longer to feel. Ah, how many times, by God, have I not longed to be able to assail the sun, snatch it out of the universe, make a general darkness, or use that star to burn the world! oh, that would be a crime, oh yes, and not a little misdemeanor such as are all the ones we perform who are limited in a whole year's time to metamorphosing a dozen creatures into lumps of clay. — Marquis De Sade

Minda says, "Yeah. Just do what Janice does and you'll be fine."
"You want us to all wear tiger-striped dresses?" Harrison asks.
"Sure. So long as you laser your legs first," Minda says. — David Estes

It's dangerous because my thoughts get away from themselves. Mixed with emotion, they pile up like the garbage that surrounds me. They stack layer upon layer, deeper and deeper, month after month- crushing, festering, smoldering. One day something is certain to combust. — Camron Wright

The people who tend to be the most gracious are those who know how badly they need grace — Tullian Tchividjian

I want to make movies that pierce people's hearts and touch them in some way, even if it's just for the night while they're in the cinema; in that moment, I want to bring actual tears to their eyes and goosebumps to their skin. — Russell Crowe

Any given censor is a fool. The very fact that he is a censor indicates that. — Heywood Broun

One thing that feeds into the way you experience the social world is your mood - and one thing that affects your mood is the weather. — Leonard Mlodinow

The Wood knew I was here: even now its creatures were moving towards me, stealthy padding feet through the forest, walkers and wolves and worse things still. I suddenly was sure that there were things that never left the Wood at all, things so dreadful no one had ever seen them. And they were coming. — Naomi Novik

If he considered God at all, he thought of Him as an old and honored general, retired and gray, living among remembered battles and putting wreaths on the graves of his lieutenants several times a year. — John Steinbeck