Trincheiras Da Quotes & Sayings

I already know you, she told him, and I love what you are. Come!
A bridge opened between them. He crossed over. — B.T. Lowry

The rope connecting two men on a mountain is more than nylon protection; it is an organic thing that transmits subtle messages of intent and disposition from man to man; it is an extension of the tactile senses, a psychological bond, a wire along which currents of communication flow. — Trevanian

You must however pay attention to the fact that we don't only lose time to lateness. We also lose time to jokes, gossip, empty talks, sleep on duty, social media etc. — Sunday Adelaja

In the West, people tend to look at life as spectators, but in the East, people are the thing. — Duane Michals

The day I understand what's going on in her psychotic little brain they'll have to lock me in a psych ward. — J. Gabriel Gates

When someone can love without judging, he is truly wise. — Debasish Mridha

How are we to write
The Russian novel in America
As long as life goes so unterribly? — Robert Frost

The world is full of musicians who can play great, and you wouldn't cross the road to see them. It's people who have this indefinable attitude that are the good ones. — Nick Lowe

I am always looking for that nuance, that moment of truth, and you can't really do that fast. — Paul Thomas Anderson

A church service starts and ends with a prayer. A magazine starts and ends with an advert. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana

DO I BELIEVE THAT PEOPLE ARE BASICALLY GOOD? Yes, I do believe that, and I trust Buddhists and Hindus and Moslems to seek the good and to want to live in peace. — Anne Rice

Space expands or contracts in the tensions and functions through which it exists. Space is not a static, inert thing. Space is alive; space is dynamic; space is imbued with movement expressed by forces and counterforces; space vibrates and resounds with color, light and form in the rhythm of life. — Hans Hofmann

But as I see it, the most corrupt art is the sentimental the art of orange blossoms which make pale women swoon. — Camille Pissarro

There is no insurmountable solitude. All paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are. And we must pass through solitude and difficulty, isolation and silence in order to reach forth to the enchanted place where we can dance our clumsy dance and sing our sorrowful song - but in this dance or in this song there are fulfilled the most ancient rites of our conscience in the awareness of being human and of believing in a common destiny. — Pablo Neruda