Socorro Ramos Quotes & Sayings

The path of light is the path of love. — Lailah Gifty Akita

I'm not sure that religion was constructed with time travelers in mind." Buck's brows rose at that. "Constructed?" he echoed, surprised. "Who builds God? — Diana Gabaldon

True security lies not in the things one has, but in the things one can do without. — Og Mandino

Difficile est satiram non scribere
[It is hard not to write a satire] — Juvenal

the famed French theorist Ernest Renan, who years ago defined the nation as "a group of people united in a mistaken view about the past and a hatred of their neighbors. — Reza Aslan

If you're sitting around worrying about bills all day, it's hard to hear the guidance that's coming from the inside. — Echo Bodine

And now, all these years later, it seem to him that the most horrible fact of human existence was that broken hearts mended — Stephen King

Let go of the pain. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Talent is nothing but long patience. — Gustave Flaubert

The U.S. can still maintain research institutions, such as Caltech, that are the envy of the world, yet it would be hubristic and naive to think that this position is sustainable without investing in science education and basic research. — Ahmed Zewail

While it is clear that our food choices are a matter of personal responsibility, it is important to recognize that we do not make our choices in a vacuum. We select our foods in an environment toxic with government policies that encourage cheap prices for foods with low nutrient value, and in which billions of dollars have been spent to convince us to distrust ourselves, to overeat, and to eat foods laced with ingredients that raise our setpoints and damage our health. — Linda Bacon

I definitely only want to do charity work that I'm hands-on involved in. I don't want to get a dress on and go to a stupid event. — Erin Heatherton

A lover fears all that he believes. — Ovid

Juice is a poor man's dessert. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana

And what of the memories Nix had claimed to have? The memories I was missing? Was my mind so malleable a stranger could change it? Were all of my thoughts now suspect? The wounds and the wonders I'd carried from my youth - the dreams and desires I'd fostered for my future . . . the love and longing for the girl who'd stolen my heart? — Heidi Heilig