Elasticos Treino Quotes

#1. When I worked with wildlife a lot in the Eighties and Nineties, I learnt the meaning of patience. And when I worked with trees, I learned the meaning of humility.

James Balog

#2. In the hospital, Jenny Fields felt she was making up for lost time; she was discovering that people weren't much more mysterious, or much more attractive, than clams.

John Irving

#3. People like him are looking for just one thing, and that is to find, if only once in their lifetimes, a work that is unmistakably the real thing. They want to put it on a tray and serve it up to the world.

Haruki Murakami

#4. The burning ambition of my life was to marry her one day. The consuming worry of my life was to whether she would agree.

Vikas Swarup

#5. I don't release records to be anything but enjoyable.

John Lydon

#6. To understand at all what life means, one must begin with Christian belief. And I think knowledge may be sorrow with a man unless he loves.

William Mountford

#7. We can shape-shift whenever we like."
She made a face. "You mean all those hideous stories are true? Rats and bats and slimy worm things?"
"Now, why would I want to be a slimy worm thing?" He was openly laughing. The sound startled him; he couldn't remember laughing aloud.

Christine Feehan

#8. And he was hurting. She could see it in the set of his mouth, the darkness behind his light eyes.

Cassandra Clare

#9. I have no connections here; only gusty collisions,
rootless seedlings forced into bloom, that collapse.
...
I am the Visiting Poet: a real unicorn,
a wind-up plush dodo, a wax museum of the Movement.
People want to push the buttons and see me glow.

Marge Piercy

#10. What women want is what men want. They want respect.

Marilyn Vos Savant

#11. My inability to keep my shit straight made me straighten out my shit.

Amy Poehler

#12. The tradition piece is so embedded in me I don't know that I can see it any more, but the community piece is one I've been in danger of losing.

Barbara Brown Taylor

#13. What is living? Forging memories. What is dying? Forgetting them.
I never die.

Kaine Andrews