Supervivencia En Quotes & Sayings

Why can't they see that spiritualism and science are one? That bodies evolve and souls evolve and the universe is a fluid place that marries them both in a wonderful package called a human being. — Garth Stein

All humor is based on hostility - that's why World War Two was funny. — Neil Simon

In the United States the whites speak well of the Blacks but think bad about them, whereas the Blacks talk bad and think bad aboutthe whites. Whites fear Blacks, because they have a bad conscience, and Blacks hate whites because they need not have a bad conscience. — Friedrich Durrenmatt

I've always been very animated. — Casey Wilson

What do people in prison say when they meet new friends? Give me your cell number. — Dana Gould

We have our brush and colors - paint Paradise and in we go. — Nikos Kazantzakis

And perhaps you might pretend, afterwards, that it was only a trick and that you just said it to make them stop and didn't really mean it. But that isn't true. At the time when it happens you do mean it. You think there's no other way of saving yourself and you're quite ready to save yourself that way. You want it to happen to the other person. You don't give a damn what they suffer. All you care about is yourself. — George Orwell

In general, the Western body has become a global brand. — Susie Orbach

Little things like time and generations don't matter very much with good friends who are fond of each other's company. — Ari Berk

Then Jason felt a brief statistical curiosity over how many people died annually because they couldn't move when they should. He couldn't think as far away as his feet, and they weren't going anywhere on their own. It seemed that the internal conflict should have screamed in his head like a sold-out theater on fire, but in practice it felt stupidly bovine, like shoveling in more dull food when you were already full. — Jamie Mason

Whatever we treasure for ourselves separates us from others; our possessions are our limitations. — Rabindranath Tagore

All around them were the bodies of dead Chinese soldiers. They lined the verges of the roads and floated in the canals, jammed together around the pillars of the bridges. In the trenches between the burial mounds hundreds of dead soldiers sat side by side with their heads against the torn earth, as if they had fallen asleep together in a deep dream of war. — J.G. Ballard