Repite En Quotes & Sayings

Painters who are not colorists produce illumination, not painting. — Eugene Delacroix

I give myself five days to forget you.
on the first day i rust.
on the second i wilt.
on the third day i sit with friends but i think about your tongue.
i clean my room on the fourth day. i clean my body on the fourth day.
i try to replace your scent on the fourth day.
the fifth day, i adorn myself like the mouth of an inmate.
a wedding singer dressed in borrowed gold.
the midas of cheap metal.
tinsel in the middle of summer.
crevice glitter, two days after the party.
i glow the way unwanted things do,
a neon sign that reads;
come, i still taste like someone else's mouth. — Warsan Shire

As we look into a clear night sky, we see just a fraction of what the universe contains. This applies to human behavior too. As we look at a person, we only see a fraction of what that person actually is. — Rajeev Kurapati

I love you in ways that are infinite and as in eternity have no beginning or end. — Anderson Cooper

I don't know if I can say exactly what I seek in books, but one of them would be to deepen and expand my understanding of the world. — Mary Gaitskill

All appeals to Scripture are appeals to interpretations of Scripture. The only real question is: whose interpretation? People with differing interpretations of Scripture cannot set a Bible on a table and ask it to resolve their differences. In order for the Scripture to function as an authority, it must be read and interpreted by someone. According to "solo" Scriptura, that someone is each individual, so ultimately, there are as many final authorities as there are human interpreters. — Keith Mathison

The idea is more important than the style you're playing in. — Ornette Coleman

Reading good books ruins you for enjoying bad books. — Mary Ann Shaffer

But the purpose of a story is to teach and to please at once, and what it teaches is how to recognize the snares of the world. — Umberto Eco

I try and maintain a little bit of fitness, man. — Frank Bruno

They set off through the soft lingering light. One cuckoo in the depths of Layer Wood and one in the dense shrubbery of the Dower House were keeping up their eternal question and answer, and in the comparative coolness which had come with the evening all the scents of summer had magnified. — Norah Lofts

The state of being in love is so inherently preposterous. It usually lends itself to romantic comedy. I think we've all been there. — James Gray