Treino De Pernas Quotes & Sayings

I don't like to look too 'done' - I prefer to look more natural. — Amy Childs

Mi sei mancato molto, he said, his eyes swimming with tears suddenly.
I missed you too, I told him.
How do you always know what I'm saying?
I speak Dreo. — Mary Calmes

One should never let sleeping dogs lie. — Ashwin Sanghi

I have one car that works; it's fast and safe: an Audi 5. And I have two old cars that never work: an old Peugeot convertible, and an Alfa Romeo Giulia. — Daniel Bruhl

Was I a successful father? Maybe not. Was I a successful husband? Probably not. Was I a successful actor? Probably not. — Sid Haig

I've been on a state of high alert since high school. I didn't need 9/11 to remind me that we live on a ball of flame. — Garry Shandling

Your friends, and your associates, and the people around you, and the environment that you live in, and the speakers around you - the speakers around you - and the communicators around you, are the poetry makers.
If your mother tells you stories, she is a poetry maker.
If your father says stories, he is a poetry maker.
If your grandma tells you stories, she is a poetry maker.
And that's who forms our poetics. — Juan Felipe Herrera

With a smile. Then she pushed one — Bella Andre

When you succeed in awakening the Kundalini, so that it starts to move out of its mere potentiality, you necessarily start a world which is totally different from our world. It is the world of eternity. — C. G. Jung

Whatever you like, my fairest princess of duchesses of the queendom." "That doesn't make any sense." He raises an eyebrow. "Have we met?" I — Jessica Park

The tattoo artist inflicts pain and I take it. With each breath I count to one again. Each inhale, each exhale, time passes in the smallest of pieces, and pieces still smaller than those.
This is how you count a life. This is how you go through it. Each second of hurt is a second that's already passed, one you never have to go through again. I have counted in pieces that small, when walking from the bed to the fridge seemed an insurmountable goal. I have counted my breaths, my steps, my eye-blinks, my hiccups, the tiny pulse in my thumb. And when I started getting tattooed, two of the things I used to need were gone: to write on myself, and to find irrelevant things to count. A second of intense pain is the most profound thing you can live through. And another, and another, and another, and then you know what it is to feel, and to struggle through that feeling one small agonizing increment at a time, and if you know that, you know what it is to live with mental illness. — Stacy Pershall

Most people who are trying to write kind of sit in their basements and pull it out of their imaginations. — John Sandford

Nature is beautiful, not because it changes beautifully, but simply because it changes. — Nam June Paik