Tracciare Indirizzo Quotes & Sayings

Books should be full of stuff you could never say to people in public. — Alain De Botton

We were not realizing that, with just a machete, you can do a genocide. — Boutros Boutros-Ghali

It's a different kind of missing. You're trying to remember, and he's trying to forget. — Cath Crowley

Well, I did Marlene 15 years ago and that's in the style. It's somehow similar and not similar because Marlene was much more aggressive, funny and sad. — Maximilian Schell

I don't want to tell people what I make. It's a lot more than I ever dreamed of as a kid. I never think about it. — Joan Chen

Just in case this is the last time we hold hands, let's really hold hands. Because a motorcycle or a car can kill us now, or I might see the real man of my dreams down the street and leave you or you might see the real woman of your dreams and leave me. — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

He wanted to hold the love tight to himself, protect it from harm, but he knew better now. That wasn't how love worked. You found it, if you were lucky, and you gave it away, and you took whatever came back to you, the good and the bad together.
He would love her right now, and for as long as she let him, and take the consequences. — Ruthie Knox

My desire for him exploded into a great hunger. I was dizzy with it. — Kenya Wright

What I've learned over the years is that people shouldn't be defined by a single mistake. Everyone messes up," she said. "You have to forgive yourself and move one. — Gena Showalter

She didn't even look towards me as I went out. I went out into the crisp fall sunlight and got into my car. I was a nice boy, trying to get along. Yes, I was a swell guy. I liked knowing myself. I was the kind of guy who chiseled a sodden old wreck out of her life secrets to win a ten-dollar bet. — Raymond Chandler

Most of us tend to suffer from 'agenda anxiety', the feeling that what we want to say to others is more important than what we think they might want to say to us. — Nido R. Qubein

Loneliness is a kind of prison.
[Vincent Van Gogh] — Irving Stone