Vierominho Quotes & Sayings

Fuck', I think. What a beautiful word. If I could say only one thing for the rest of my life, that would be it. — Kaui Hart Hemmings

Kill them now, cause I need some kicks. I need some kicks, I'm getting bored. — Lou Reed

Not that I could really be a sacrifice in this makeshift panic room. But I would someday. I wouldn't have to look for it, I wouldn't have to even think about it. At some point in our future an opportunity would arrive where I could step up to the plate. When the time came, I would know what to do. I would save their lives like they saved mine. I believed that with everything in me. — Rachel Higginson

I used to do plays and some television commercials when I was younger. I guess my mom's being an actress got me interested in that, but music definitely took its place. — Lenny Kravitz

I had many reasons for writing this book but among them was the hope that every Latino child and adult would find something familiar in it. And my hope is that when they finish reading the book, that they will come away with a renewed sense of pride in our culture and in who we are. We get a lot of strength from that [culture and identity] and we should be proud of it. — Sonia Sotomayor

For clothes, I like this little store on Fountain, Matrushka Construction. Beth Ann Whittaker and Laura Howe make amazing things. You can get a designer skirt with cool embroidery for 40 bucks instead of $400 or $4,000. — Jill Soloway

It is this mythical, or rather symbolic, content of the religious traditions which is likely to come into conflict with science. This occurs whenever this religious stock of ideas contains dogmatically fixed statements on subjects which belong in the domain of science. — Albert Einstein

Not so much in obedience, as in surprise and fear: for on the raising of the hand, he became sensible of confused noises in the air; incoherent sounds of lamentation and regret; wailings inexpressibly sorrowful and self-accusatory. The spectre, after listening for a moment, joined in the mournful dirge; and floated upon the bleak, dark night. — Charles Dickens