Coco Disney Quotes

#1. The earth yields up her stores, of every ill
The instigators; iron, foe to man,
And gold, than iron deadlier.

Ovid

#2. I have had to make do. Whose eyes had he been looking into, all those years? Cristina wondered as she leaned forward. She didn't know why she did it, exactly; maybe it was the way his eyes stayed fixed on hers, as if he couldn't imagine anything more fascinating than looking at her.

Cassandra Clare

#3. Jazz is very important. It's not something I can put my finger on. When I'm writing at my favorite time, I like to have the gentle side of Coltrane or Brubeck on the CD player. It creates sort of a spiritual space in which I write best.

Miller Williams

#4. [Suffering] brings out graces that cannot be seen in a time of health. It is the treading of the grapes that brings out the sweet juices of the vine; so it is affliction that draws forth submission, weanedness from the world, and complete rest in God. Use afflictions while you have them.

Robert Murray McCheyne

#5. We are betrayed by what is false within

George Meredith

#6. Anger and hate can make you brave, make you strong, but they also make you stupid.

Michael J. Sullivan

#7. Thou wilt go now, rabbit. But I go with thee. As long as there is one of us there is both of us.

Ernest Hemingway,

#8. What's wrong with these Volkswagen model names anyway?
What the fuck is a Tiguan?
They should go back to the trad German names,
names like
Masterracer,
Schwarzersmashen,
Judenkillen,
and Boschenbabybayoneten.

Sienna McQuillen

#9. God has a plan for you today: one designed to help get you to Heaven.

Mark Hart

#10. Any distraction tends to get in the way of being an effective gangster.

Terence Winter

#11. What is strength without a double share of wisdom?

John Milton

#12. I would rather commit adultery than drink a glass of beer.

Nancy Astor

#13. to think something is good, to do something is God.

Mike Myers

#14. All he could do was wait like this, patiently, until it grew light out and the birds awoke and began their day. All he could do was trust in the birds, in all the birds, with their wings and beaks.

Haruki Murakami