Sujets 3as Quotes & Sayings

Life is warfare. — Lucius Annaeus Seneca

Desire is the absurdity that holds open the infinity of possibility. — Wendy Farley

Nd songs, to me, were more important than just light entertainment. They were my preceptor and guide into some altered consciousness of reality, some different republic, some liberated republic. — Bob Dylan

When death speaks to me, it speaks only of the beauty of life. — Marty Rubin

Monsters never get the princess in real life, but I'm selfish enough to want to keep you near me for as long as I can. — Alyssa Day

Remember the dignity of your womanhood. Do not appeal, do not beg, do not grovel. Take courage, join hands, stand besides us, fight with us. — Christabel Pankhurst

You're burned into my mind forever. There is nothing, nothing in this world that will ever change that.
And it was memories like that that made it so hard to comprehend this quest to kill him, even if he was a Strigoi. Yet ... at the same time I had to destroy him. I needed to remember him as the man who'd loved me and held me in bed. I needed to remember that that man would not want to stay a monster. — Richelle Mead

Original sin was not the apple that Eve ate, it was her belief that Adam needed to share precisely the thing she had tasted.Eve was afraid to follow her path without someone to help her and so she wanted to share what she was feeling. — Paulo Coelho

You get them to the main gate, don't stop until you're outside," Bell tells her, then turns, directing his words at the others. "You understand? All of you, follow Lilac. Follow Lilac. Don't stop. Run."
"Lily runs," the girl says softly. "Lilac dances."
"Not today," Lilac says. "Today, we run so fast that Lily won't believe it when we tell her. Right?"
The girl nods, wide-eyed. — Greg Rucka

With the passing of time, she would slowly tire of this exercise. She would find it increasingly exhausting to conjure up, to dust off, to resuscitate once again what was long dead. There would come a day, in fact, years later, when [she] would no longer bewail his loss. Or not as relentlessly; not nearly. There would come a day when the details of his face would begin to slip from memory's grip, when overhearing a mother on the street call after her child by [his] name would no longer cut her adrift. She would not miss him as she did now, when the ache of his absence was her unremitting companion
like the phantom pain of an amputee. — Khaled Hosseini

Every great movement in the history of Western civilization from the Carolingian age to the nineteenth century has been an international movement which owed its existence and its development to the cooperation of many different peoples. — Christopher Dawson

We should keep the dead before our eyes, and honor them as though still living — Confucius