Zafon The Angels Game Quotes & Sayings

It has always been my understanding that truth and freedom can only exist in wild places. — Daniel J. Rice

Our starting point is not the individual:
We do not subscribe to the view that one should feed the hungry, give drink to the thirsty, or clothe the naked ... Our objectives are different: We must have a healthy people in order to prevail in the world. — Joseph Goebbels

If you want to find somebody and you want to be married and you want to have children, don't make it a rock star. — Stevie Nicks

It would be better for me ... that multitudes of men should disagree with me rather than that I, being one, should be out of harmony with myself. — Plato

One remarkable feature of the devotional masters is the incredible sense of uniform witness in the midst of such diverse personalities ... and the necessity of Christian simplicity is one of their most consistent themes. — Richard J. Foster

But acting just sort of happened and I found that I loved it. It was such a challenge. — Rachael Leigh Cook

All real difficulty stems from no responsibility. Full responsibility is not fault; it is recognition of being cause. — L. Ron Hubbard

The inward sighs of humble penitence
Rise to the ear of Heaven, when peal'd hymns
Are scatter'd with the sounds of common air. — Joanna Baillie

You can't change who you are, but you can change what you have in your head, you can refresh what you're thinking about, you can put some fresh air in your brain. — Ernesto Bertarelli

What do you get when you cross an egomaniacal fairy godmother, an arrogant genie, and a couple of wandering plagiarists whose idea of cultural preservation is stealing the stories of unsuspecting villagers and passing them off as their own? — Kate SeRine

Feeling good about yourself is the best sleeping pill of all. — Annika Sorensen

Magic and art tend to share a lot of the same language. They both talk about evocation, invocation, and conjuring. — Alan Moore

I beg your pardon, but don't cry for me, Argentina. A little rain's bound to fall on those roses of yours - a dribble, a drizzle, a deluge. Think you're the only one with wet flowers?
A tear rolls down my cheek and some of the heaviness I've been carrying trickles out with it.
Why me?
Why pain? Why suffering? Why heartache?
Because we're a forgetful bunch, always busy with the daily grind. We overlook the good things until we're confronted with the bad. There but for the grace of God...and all that jazz.
Life is how we measure it. And people have different currencies. Some are tangible. Others are carried in your heart. Like the woman beside me, I've been dwelling on what I've lost, not what I have. Her riches vanished in a moment. Mine, thankfully, remain - wonderful childhood memories, a caring husband, a baby on the way.
Wet roses? They'll dry. Meanwhile, I'll enjoy the rest of my garden. — Roxy Boroughs