Rivoaltus Quotes & Sayings

P.O. Box Love is a wonderfully engrossing and romantic novel that takes the reader from Milan to New York and back again through the letters Federico and Emma mail to each other. Paola Calvetti's book will captivate your mind and steal your heart."

Isabella Rossellini — Paola Calvetti

Forgiveness is spiritual. Punishment is legal," Leo says. "They're not mutually exclusive. — Jodi Picoult

You have to allow your mind to create and then if you want to censor something and bring it down or point it in a different direction, then you can do it. — Queen Latifah

Observations always involve theory. — Edwin Powell Hubble

God is merely a part of the human brain, an evolutionary coping mechanism that developed to make bearable our awareness of our own deaths. When — Greg Iles

When we affirm that philosophy begins with wonder , we are affirming in effect that sentiment is prior to reason . — Richard M. Weaver

The greatest mischief of medicine has occurred because life was not honored. Women have been robbed of the glory of their own bodies with, in recent times, removal and mutilation of reproductive organs and breasts, and the treatment of natural passages of life -- birthing, menstruation, menopause -- as disease. — Jeanne Achterberg

Search then the ruling passion: This clue, once found, unravels all the rest. — Alexander Pope

I don't know what he has. A pulled groin. A hip flexor. I don't know. A pulled something. I never pulled anything. You can't pull fat. — Bruce Coslet

David: Hello
David: Are you there
David: Hello
ELIXIR: Hello.
David: How are you?
ELIXIR: Hello.
David: Wrong.
ELIXIR: I'm fine.
ELIXIR: How are you?
David: I've been better.
David: Do you want to know why?
David: I have a story to tell you.
ELIXIR: I'm all ears.
David: Correct. — Liz Moore

With this darkness all around me, I like to be liked. In this emptiness and fear, I want to be wanted. Cause I love to be loved. — Peter Gabriel

Your ability to use mind whatever way you choose is outrageous. Much will depend upon how intensely you approach the study and the state of mind in which you begin. — Frederick Lenz

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Tonight I came back to the hotel alone; the other has decided to return later on. The anxieties are already here, like the poison already prepared (jealousy, abandonment, restlessness); they merely wait for a little time to pass in order to be able to declare themselves with some propriety. I pick up a book and take a sleeping pill, "calmly." The silence of this huge hotel is echoing, indifferent, idiotic (faint murmur of draining bathtubs); the furniture and the lamps are stupid; nothing friendly that might warm ("I'm cold, let's go back to Paris). Anxiety mounts; I observe its progress, like Socrates chatting (as I am reading) and feeling the cold of the hemlock rising in his body; I hear it identify itself moving up, like an inexorable figure, against the background of the things that are here. — Roland Barthes