Walberto Villatoro Morales Quotes & Sayings

The sun finally died in beauty, flinging out its crimson flames, which cast their reflection on the faces of passers-by, giving them a strangely feverish look. The darkness of the trees became deeper. You could hear the Seine flowing. Sounds carried farther, and people in their beds could feel, as they did every night, the vibration of the ground as buses rolled past. — Georges Simenon

Which brings me to the point of this call.
Thank God, baby Jesus, and the Holy Ghost. — Jennifer L. Armentrout

For most women, the language of conversation is primarily a language of rapport: a way of establishing connections and negotiating relationships. — Deborah Tannen

I have no regrets. Regrets are meaningless. You can't change yesterday or tomorrow. You can change only this present moment. — Richey Edwards

With respect to the respective French and German traditions you are no doubt correct, although I am reluctant to see individual achievement reduced to archetypes. — Brian Ferneyhough

When doctors and undertakers meet, they wink at each other. — W.C. Fields

I cook with wine, sometimes I even add it to the food. — W.C. Fields

Robert held back in the press, letting others go after the rebels fleeing before the charge. Their orders were to slaughter anyone found in the streets to provoke a quick surrender, after which mercy would be granted to those left alive. He had seen death throughout his life, but the duel he'd had with Guy was the closest he'd come to ending someone's life and even then there had been rules imposed. There were no such boundaries here. The freedom to kill was a dizzying, precipitous feeling. But the veteran knights were pushing in behind him, forcing the issue. With a snarl of frustration at his own hesitation, Robert fixed on one man darting away down an alley and spurred his horse out of the crush in pursuit. — Robyn Young

Lyme disease, psittacosis, Q fever: These three differ wildly in their particulars but share two traits in common. They are all zoonotic and they are all bacterial. They stand as reminders that not every bad, stubborn, new bug is a virus. — David Quammen

The small heart cannot break. The ecstasy of its penalty solaces the large. — Emily Dickinson