Tramos Renta Quotes & Sayings

A graceful and blessed old age must have three elements in it: a happy retrospect, a peaceful present, and an inspiring future. And old age cannot have either one of these three if the youth has been wasted and manhood has been misspent. — Lyman Abbott

I fear that we are such gods or demigods only as fauns and satyrs, the divine allied to beasts, the creatures of appetite, and that, to some extent, our very life is our disgrace. — Henry David Thoreau

A song is a song and, if I am emotionally connected to do it, whether it is sad or not sad, I am going to chase that song. — Matt Berninger

I should begin at the beginning. I know that. But the trouble is that I don't know the beginning. I wish I did. I do know my name, Arthur Hobhouse. Arthur Hobhouse had a beginning, that's for certain. I had a father and a mother too, but God only knows who they were, and maybe even he doesn't know for sure. I mean, God can't be looking everywhere all at once, can he? So where the name Arthur Hobhouse comes from and who gave it to me I have no idea. I don't even know if it's my real name. I don't know the date and place of my birth either, only that it was probably in Bermondsey, London, sometime in about 1940. — Michael Morpurgo

I try to keep a positive attitude about everything. — Chris Weidman

We influence singing but never really songwriting. — Charles King

They all want to leave the Gray Space, Liv, she'd tell me. They don't realise they're dead until they remember what it sounds like to be alive. — Kate Ellison

Thank God for the second amendment. — Jesse Petersen

It was only then that I realized the distance between uncle and nephew wasn't nearly as great as I'd assumed. — Geraldine Brooks

I never went into acting to be able to scare everybody. If I'd wanted to frighten people, I could have joined the C.I.A. — Michael Shannon

I love telling stories with images. But I think there's more to just saying a movie is great visually. — Asif Kapadia

An April breeze ran across the meadow, stirring the bushes and the trees in one long chilly sigh. — Neil Gaiman