Ya Ni Llorar Es Bueno Quotes & Sayings

Don't quit. A wind from nowhere could turn it. — Johnnie Dent Jr.

I hate doing interviews. I get really bored talking about me. — Tim Rice

Were you feeling all right?"
"No, not at all."
"Bellyache?"
"Yeah, a two-month bellyache called Vivian-itis. Symptoms include desperate longing and inability to do anything but feel like a douchebag. Patient can't do shit on the field but stand there like an ass, wondering what the fuck he's doing with his life. It's chronic. No known cure. — C.D. Reiss

To behold virtue in her proper form is nothing else but to contemplate morality stripped of all admixture of sensible things and of every spurious ornament of reward or self-love. How much she then eclipses everything else that appears charming to the affections, every one may readily perceive with the least exertion of his reason, if it be not wholly spoiled for abstraction. — Immanuel Kant

Hands-on experience at the critical time, not systematic knowledge, is what counts in the making of a naturalist. Better to be an untutored savage for a while, not to know the names or anatomical detail. Better to spend stretches of time just searching and dreaming. — E. O. Wilson

Really, the only thing a psychiatrist can do that a good (fishing) guide can't is write prescriptions. — John Gierach

Pure potentiality is a phrase that denotes that pure consciousness is the true essence that lies in us. — Stephen Richards

A great source of calamity lies in regret and anticipation; therefore a person is wise who thinks of the present alone, regardless of the past or future. — Oliver Goldsmith

How do I learn to speak
when silence is all I know? — Susie Clevenger

If you go ahead, if you keep running, wherever you run you will meet danger and evil, for it drives you, it chooses the way you go. You must choose. You must seek what seeks you. You must hunt the hunter. — Ursula K. Le Guin

I'll need to see your colors to help me gauge your intoxication.
I assumed it would be a relief to let down my mental guard, but I felt exposed and didn't like the way my dad's eyes squinched up when he saw my colors. I'd been trying not to think about Kaidan, but that only made me think of him more. My dad pinched the bridge of his nose. I was guessing he didn't think dark pink passionate love had any business being in his little girl's wardrobe of emotions. But he didn't say anything about it-only let out a jagged sigh and began. — Wendy Higgins