Vicinatos Quotes & Sayings

Help yourself by helping others. — John Templeton

Acting is a spiritual quest to touch human beings. — Larry Moss

It's hard, because when you talk about process or your characters ruling your narrative, it sounds like you have no control, but obviously you're ultimately the author, so you do have control. — Alice Sebold

True valor lies between cowardice and rashness. — Miguel De Cervantes

I don't give a damn what they say about me, but nobody's going to talk behind their hands about you. Where the hell did you get that skirt? he exploded. Tarts U Us? — Nora Roberts

We're all already aware of boobies; it is the general state of most people in North America! THANKS, MEDIA AND THE MALE GAZE — Ryan North

you, the woman who justified my life and gave it meaning. — Paulo Coelho

Men' s souls are naturally inclined to covetousness; but if ye be kind towards women and fear to wrong tgem, God is well acquainted with what ye do. — Nevil Shute

Twelve is the border between childhood and old. — Lindsay Eagar

Hey, my spaghetti's moving!" cried Mr. Twit, poking around in it with his fork.
"It's a new kind," Mrs. Twit said, taking a mouthful from her own plate which of course had no worms. "It's called Squiggly Spaghetti. It's delicious. Eat it up while it's nice and hot. — Roald Dahl

There is no escaping the fact that when the taxation of large incomes is excessive, they tend to disappear. — Calvin Coolidge

he asks me, as if Ruth's become invisible. That's fucked up but that's what happens to women. We grow up into ghosts. No one wants to screw Ruth anymore so she's invisible. — Samantha Hunt

His features had the fine precision of sculpture. His hair was black and straight, swept back. The suntan of his skin intensified the startling color of his eyes: they were a pure, clear blue. His face was open, its rapid changes of expression reflecting whatever he felt, as if he had nothing to hide. The blue eyes were still and changeless, never giving a hint of what he thought. — Ayn Rand

chicks before dicks manifesto — Tessa Bailey

No one ever kissed me like you did. No one ever touched me like you did. No one -
With a choked sound of defeat, I crushed my mouth to hers. I had to shut her up. Her words were slaying me. Her tears were like poison. I died a hundred deaths from each aching confession. And I needed her to stop before I ceased to exist. — Linda Kage