Traperos Cabello Quotes & Sayings

We became a congresswoman, a stay-at-home mom, a filmmaker, and a journalist. And Lino and I taught our children that they could rise to even greater heights. They could become surgeons, CEOs, supreme court justices, secretary of state, and even president of the United States. We didn't teach our daughters that they were second-class citizens. — Diana DeGette

The war had taught us so many things: how to spin wool and weave cloth; how to fashion our own shoes from old saddle leather and sturdy canvas; how to plow fields and mend fences. Now it had taught us to kill, and how to protect ourselves from the consequences of those killings with a grim purposefulness that would have been unimaginable even a year before. — C.S. Harris

What is needed in the theater, in fact for all our art forms, is a vibrant critical tradition. — F. Sionil Jose

When you're out to get the honey you don't go killing all the bees — Joe Strummer

Let us not make random conjectures about the greatest matters. — Heraclitus

If we don't have an informed electorate we don't have a democracy. So I don't care how people get the information, as long as they get it. I'm just doing it my particular way and I feel lucky I can do it the way I want to do it. — Jim Lehrer

For me, as far as friendship goes, I think you truly get out of it, what you put into it. — Miles Teller

Once again she shuddered with the evidence that time was not passing, as she had just admitted, but that it was turning in a circle. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez

What a strange world we live in ... Said Alice to the Queen of hearts — Lewis Carroll

I wake up at about the same time every day. I sleep well and wake without an alarm clock. — Donatella Versace

You are a beautiful soul hidden by the trench coat of the ego. — Michael Dolan

But what a poor lie: no one has any rights; they are entirely free, like other men, they cannot succeed in not feeling superfluous. And in themselves, secretly, they are superfluous, that is to say, amorphous, vague, and sad. How — Jean-Paul Sartre