Potencialidades Do Litoral Quotes & Sayings

We need to imagine the turmoil, disappointment, worry and sheer confusion in people who may outwardly appear merely aggressive. — The School Of Life

If you can't face Hiroshima in the theatre, you'll eventually end up in Hiroshima itself — Edward Bond

Association is the delight of the heart, not less than of poetry. Alison observes that an autumn sunset, with its crimson clouds, glimmering trunks of trees, and wavering tints upon the grass, seems scarcely capable of embellishment. But if in this calm and beautiful glow the chime of a distant bell steal over the fields, the bosom heaves with the sensation that Dante so tenderly describes. — Robert Aris Willmott

As the master politician navigates the ship of state, he both creates and responds to public opinion. Adept at tacking with the wind, he also succeeds, at times, in generating breezes of his own. — Stewart Udall

A smile is the flower that grows in the garden of the heart to beautify and attract the butterflies of life. — Debasish Mridha

Lamentations ease the heart only by straining and exacerbating it more and more. Such grief does not even want consolation; it is nourished by the sense of its unquenchableness. Lamentations are simply the need to constantly irritate the wound. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

The Truth is simple but the Way of Man is hard. First you must learn to control your self. The rest follows. Blessed is he who knows himself and commands himself, for the world is his and love and happiness and peace walk with him wherever he goes. Thou art God. Know that and the Way is opened. I love you. Thou art God.
-Valentine Michael Smith — Robert A. Heinlein

Western man is schizophrenic. — J.B. Priestley

Traveling is seeing; it is the implicit that we travel by. — Cynthia Ozick

For those who want to believe, no proof is ever required. For those who refuse to believe, no proof is ever enough. — Sherrilyn Kenyon

I was raised in the Depression, when there was a great sense of dog-eat-dog and people fighting over scraps. — John Updike