Preparazione Bourguignon Quotes & Sayings

They dismissed me as a peasant, I dismissed them as shallow, and we were all happy like that. — Ilona Andrews

I want to get up there and tell entertaining stories but that are also to a certain extent clean. — Jon Heder

Life is a ripoff when you expect to get what you want. Life works when you choose what you got. Actually what you got is what you chose. To move on, choose it. — Werner Erhard

Everyone lives in two worlds," Maggie said, speaking in an absentminded sort of way while she studied her letters. "There's the real world, with all its annoying facts and rules. In the real world, there are things that are true and things that aren't. Mostly the real world s-s-s-suh-sucks. But everyone also lives in the world inside their own head. An inscape, a world of thought. In a world made of thought - in an inscape - every idea is a fact. Emotions are as real as gravity. Dreams are as powerful as history. Creative people, like writers, and Henry Rollins, spend a lot of their time hanging out in their thoughtworld. S-s-strong creatives, though, can use a knife to cut the stitches between the two worlds, can bring them together. Your bike. My tiles. Those are our knives. — Joe Hill

We are not alone in our loneliness, others have been here and known griefs we thought our special own ... — Patrick Kavanagh

He was astonished at the course that life could take, at the way things that had seemed once to concern him so much
indeed to revolve around him
could turn out to have nothing to do with him at all. — Michael Chabon

You don't have to look poor, you don't have to look down; For money is a
medium of exchange, and that's all; but it is not a mind regulator unless you
allow it to be. — Charleszetta Waddles

You are not mine to command. But the choice to kill always means closing the mind to the chance of a living alternative. — Janny Wurts

Time, as he passes us, has a dove's wing,
Unsoil'd, and swift, and of a silken sound. — William Cowper

The feeling remains that God is on the journey, too. — Saint Teresa Of Avila

Behold, we know not anything;
I can but trust that good shall fall
At last-far off-at last, to all,
And every winter change to spring. — Alfred Lord Tennyson

Having only learned to recognize merde when I see it, having inherited no more from my father than a good nose for merde, for every species of shit that flies
my only talent
smelling merde from every quarter, living in fact in the very century of merde, the great shithouse of scientific humanism where needs are satisfied, everyone becomes an anyone, a warm and creative person, and prospers like a dung beetle ... — Walker Percy