Riscontro In Italiano Quotes & Sayings

Just because you live longer doesn't necessarily give you a greater edge in quality. — Reggie Watts

Nothing about human beings ever had the power to move me as a child. Black Beauty now ... ! — Nancy Mitford

Lestat: You're very anxious to be out of these rooms, aren't you? Why don't we simply get into bed together? I don't understand.
David: You're serious?
Lestat: Of course
David: You do realize, that this is an absolutely magnificent body, don't you? I mean you aren't insensible to the fact that you've been deposited in a ... a most impressive piece of young male flesh.
Lestat: I looked it over well before the switch, remember? Why is it you don't want to..
David: You've been with a woman, haven't you?
Lestat: I wish you hadn't read my mind. It's rude. Besides, what does that matter to you?
David: A woman you loved.
Lestat: I have always loved both men and women.
David: That's a slightly different use of the word 'love. — Anne Rice

The only groups I willingly joined were spontaneous, short-lived, and usually game-playing. — Meredith Marple

In terms of my career, I am glad about the steps and moves that I have made. — Caprice Bourret

In reality, in love there is a permanent suffering which joy neutralizes, renders virtual delays, but which can at any moment become what it would have become long earlier if one had not obtained what one wanted
atrocious. — Marcel Proust

People always ask me when they see me working out, "What are you training for?" The answer is I'm training for life. — Laird Hamilton

Genius requires an audience. — Jacqueline Carey

Get as much out of life as you possibly can with all the passion that goes with it. Then give it back with all the love and respect it deserves. — Reba McEntire

'Jurassic Park' doesn't belong to America; it belongs to the whole world. — Colin Trevorrow

I was asked about doing a nude shoot for men's magazine GQ. I thought it was the funniest thing I'd ever heard. — Julie Walters

I wish to sing of my interior visions with the naive candour of a child. — Claude Debussy