Teatro Grottesco Quotes & Sayings

If you search the scientific literature on evolution, and if you focus your search on the question of how molecular machines the basis of life developed, you find an eerie and complete silence. The complexity of life's foundation has paralyzed science's attempt to account for it; molecular machines raise an as-yet-impenetrable barrier to Darwinism's universal reach. — Michael Behe

Evaluate wins and losses objectively, focusing more on effort and execution than on the outcome of the game — Morgan Wootten

It's just sexual tension. Hardcore, animalistic, lick his body all over, sexual tension. - Norah — Angela Richardson

I would like to be naked and cover myself with cold crystal jewelry. Jewelery and perfume... — Anais Nin

I know I ought to be contented, but I'm not. My life is very comfortable, but so quiet and uneventful, I get tired of it and want to launch out as the others have, and do something, or at least try ... I'd like to know what my gift is," said Rose ...
"The art of living for others so patiently and sweetly that we enjoy it as we do the sunshine, and are not half grateful enough for the great blessing." [said Uncle Alec.] — Louisa May Alcott

In North Carolina, barbecue means pork, child. Hot dogs and hamburgers on a grill - that's called 'cooking out' around here, — Sarah Addison Allen

Obsessed is a word that the lazy use to describe the dedicated. — Anonymous

You are transformed by beholding, not by working. — Joseph Prince

To say the truth, so Judas kissed his master And cried, 'All hail!' when as he meant all harm. — William Shakespeare

Libya was a terrible mistake. You know, frankly, that's something that people ought to be thinking about in regard to Hillary [Clinton]. You know, they talk about Benghazi, which is very legitimate. Of course it is. But we should never have deposed [Muamar] Gaddafi. That was a terrible mistake. — John Kasich

The gusty wind Khazri swept through Baku, scouring every crevice, leaving behind air so pristine that it sparkled in the ginger sun like my mama's favorite crystal vase. — Ella Leya