Top 15 Prensas Hidraulicas Quotes
#1. Our conception of 1950s underwear is a lovely vintage aesthetic, but actually, wearing stockings with no elastic and a girdle was heavy duty.
Romola Garai
#2. Life's too short. You may be on this planet for 80 years at best or who knows, but you can't just pedal around and do the same thing forever.
Charlie Trotter
#3. I have never consciously exploited the fact that I am a woman. I wouldn't dare try that even if I knew how to. I have too much respect for my male colleagues to think they would be particualrly impressed.
Barbara Castle, Baroness Castle Of Blackburn
#4. There are obviously a lot of very ill people out there. But there are also people in the middle, getting overlabeled, becoming nothing more than a big splurge of madness in the minds of the people who benefit from it.
Jon Ronson
#5. Mother Earth is very talented. She has produced Buddhas, bodhisattvas, great beings.
Nhat Hanh
#6. All I ever wanted and needed was love. Everyone had it, but me. What did I do to deserve -
Kaixo
#7. It wasn't that she had so much character, thought Mrs. Pollifax, but rather that always in her life she had found it difficult to submit. The list of her small rebellions was endless. Surely there was room for one more?
Dorothy Gilman
#8. How stupid these people were, coming into my office unarmed.
Don DeLillo
#9. Memory shrinks until it fits in a fist
memory shrinks without forgetting
Fady Joudah
#10. It seems to me that none of this stuff is mine, that I'm nothing but Roland of Gilead's fucking secretary. I know that's stupid, but a part of me sort of believes it.
Stephen King
#12. A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration.
Jack London
#14. The modern artist must live by craft and violence. His gods are violent gods. Those artists, so called, whose work does not show this strife, are uninteresting.
Ezra Pound
#15. Behind all the surface composure, there seemed to be a great darkness: an urge to test himself, to take risks, to haunt the edges of things.
Paul Auster
