Quebrar En Quotes & Sayings

The thundering line of battle stands, And in the air Death moans and sings: But Day shall clasp him with strong hands, And Night shall fold him in soft wings. — Julian Grenfell

It's good for a writer to come from journalism because it gives you the tools. A journalist knows that he or she can lose the reader in six lines, so try to keep the attention of the reader. Also, you learn to research, and to conduct an interview - to extract from the person whatever you need from that person. — Isabel Allende

Prepare for the worst, hope for the best, and expect the impossible. — Lara Whatley

But that's part of faith. Believing and knowing despite what other people say, and despite what the world might think of your beliefs. — James Frey

The poet's place, it seems to me, is with the Mr. Hydes of human nature. — Aldous Huxley

And, talking about radiation, few wonder why, after hundreds of million of years of having our skins exposed to sun rays, we suddenly need so much protection from them - is it that our exposure is more harmful than before because of changes in the atmosphere, or populations living in an environment mismatching the pigmentation of their skin - or rather, that makers of sun protection products need to make some profits? — Nassim Nicholas Taleb

Going away isn't going to help as much as you think. The memory stays with you, and the stain. It's not something you slough off once you leave. — Azar Nafisi

The whole earth is the tomb of heroic men and their story is not given only on stone over their clay but abides everywhere without visible symbol woven into the stuff of other mens lives. — Pericles

I understand why some dislike the idea, and fear the ramifications of, America as a liberator. But I do not understand why they do not see that anything is better than life with your face under the boot. And that any rescue of a people under the boot (be they Afghan, Kuwaiti or Iraqi) is something to be desired. Even if the rescue is less than perfectly realized. Even if the rescuer is a great, overmuscled, bossy, selfish oaf. Or would you, for yourself, choose the boot? — Michael Kelly

Lydia was like this all the time. I mean, the more I opened up to her, was a model patient or whatever, the icier she got, correcting pretty much everything out of my mouth and at least half of my silent actions as well. But the thing was that her near-constant admonitions actually made me like her more. I think because witnessing her administration of ten zillion rules and codes of conduct, all of which she applied to her own life, made her seem fragile and weak, in need of the constant protection of all those rules, instead of the opposite, the way I know that she wanted to be seen, the way I'd seen her when I first arrived: powerful and all knowing. — Emily M. Danforth

Some people are so solemn. They take their practice so seriously, that when the moment comes to let go of it, they can't. — Frederick Lenz