Vicii Bitza Quotes & Sayings

The age of heroes had truly passed, and Tisamenus could not be one even if he burned for it. A great bronze wall had been erected around those old heroes, it descended from the sky, and no one could lift it or trespass there. Each age bestowed its own glory, but the age of my grandson could not be the age of Menelaus. — Margaret George

Naturalness is not always consonant with taste. — Edith Wharton

What about this overcrowded land/How much more abuse from man can she stand? — Marvin Gaye

If you love movies, then you love America. — Mathieu Amalric

To love someone is to always see them as the miracle that they are; as the miracle that they exist, the miracle that makes your own simultaneous existence seem fortunately improbable and therefore defiantly miraculous; is to show them, in your eyes and through the way in which you look at them, the limitless beauty of their true miraculous selves; is to say to them in every glance: "I believe in miracles because i believe in you." — Philip K. Jason

You seem quite determined to make this as difficult as possible," Lord Rogar growled.
"Didn't you once tell me you enjoyed a challenge?" Rhianna shot back. — C.M. Williams

My entire life had been this long, pressured conversation about the family I represented. 'When you walk out the door, you represent us. You have to dress well and make sure your hair is combed.' — Armie Hammer

Helping others fulfill their dreams seems like an easy way to keep from living your own. — Cerella Sechrist

I am logically in favour of a referendum. It would be the only legitimate way. — Jacques Chirac

The trick is, after all, obvious. The Theist takes terms that can apply to sentient life alone, and applies them to the universe at large. He talks about means, that is, the deliberate planning to achieve certain ends, and then says that as there are means there must be ends. Having, unperceived, placed the rabbit in the hat, he is able to bring it forth to the admiration of his audience. — Chapman Cohen

imagination WAS the eagle that devoured Prometheus! — Edith Wharton