Naldo Lombardi Quotes

#1. For all his sourness, he was ruled by his heart.

Kim Harrison

#2. It seems like someone is using wars and our economic crisis to spread distrust and rancor among the population. In times like these, those are dangerous feelings to spread around.

Riccardo Bruni

#3. Captaincy is something you get better at through experience. You've got to trust your instincts.

Andrew Flintoff

#4. My writing is an answer to the partisans of the many and it returns their attack with interest, with a view to showing that the hypothesis of the many, if examined sufficiently in detail, leads to even more ridiculous results than the hypothesis of the One

Zeno Of Elea

#5. For her, the message from Romme, the love letter's message, was: Cut off your left breast, that rustling bag of insects, because if you don't, those insects will spread their insect religion to your entire body.

David Cronenberg

#6. Keep your heart infinitesimally small and sorrow will never spy it, never plunge, never flap away with your heart in her claws.

Emma Donoghue

#7. Like hot food
I love you
like warm
bread & cold
cuts, butter
sammiches
or, days later, after
Thanksgiving
when I want
whatever's left

Kevin Young

#8. The world is the ring of his spells,
And the play of his miracles.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#9. Jacob scrubbed his hand over his mouth, before pulling it away and staring down at it as if he'd been singed.

She smirked. Her juices were all over his face. She hoped they set him on fire. She hoped she was imprinted on him forever.

Alisha Rai

#10. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They are in each other all along," she recited.

Emma Scott

#11. I don't want to be perceived as someone who has it all figured out. I certainly don't feel entitled or like I'm a superstar. I'm still growing, learning, and figuring things out.

Kirsten Storms

#12. Death does not allow us to postpone all the things we can experience now.

Paulo Coelho

#13. He lost himself a thousand times and for days one end he dwelt in nonbeing. But although the paths took him away from self, in the end they always led back to it

Hermann Hesse