Puto Quotes

#1. [My] rheumatism has come in again"

Ivan, cynically, "The devil have rheumatism!"

"Why not, if I sometimes put on fleshly form? I put on fleshly form and I take the consequences. Satan sum et nihil humanum a me alienum puto."*

Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#2. When you turn from one room to the next, when your animal senses no longer perceive the sounds of the dishwasher, the ticking clock, the smell of a chicken roasting - the kitchen and all its seemingly discrete bits dissolve into nothingness - or into waves of probability.

Robert Lanza

#3. One of the ex-sucias publishes a poem about you online. It's called El Puto

Junot Diaz

#4. Even an ice cream parlor - a definite advantage - does not alleviate the sorrow I feel for a town lacking a bookstore.

Natalie Goldberg

#5. Very often it seems that people assume that by cutting the wings of others, it becomes easier to love them. They know so little about love that end up creating a perception of love that is devilish and demoniacal. And I end with no other choice but to remain single and let them go.

Robin Sacredfire

#6. When you're willing to do what you're unqualified to do, that's what qualifies you.

Bill Johnson

#7. Nihil humanum a me alienum puto, said the Roman poet Terence: 'Nothing human is alien to me.' The slogan of the old Immigration and Naturalization Service could have been the reverse: To us, no aliens are human.

Christopher Hitchens

#8. ...one half leaning in, one half pulling away.

Jodi Picoult

#9. Homo sum, humani nihil a me alienum puto.
I am human, and think nothing human alien to me.

Terence

#10. I turned Hamlet down because it was going to take up too much of my drinking time.

Richard Harris

#11. And the roaches. The roaches were so bold in his flat that turning on the lights did not startle them. They waved their three-inch antennas as if to say, Hey, puto, turn that shit off.

Junot Diaz

#12. Homo sum: humani nil a me alienum puto.I am human: nothing human is alien to me.

Terence

#13. And so, there in the penitentiary, Juan's education began. He didn't want to be a puto weakling, so he worked hard at learning to read. His earthly body was locked up, but his mind was set free as a young eagle soaring through the heavens.

Victor Villasenor

#14. But what can I do if you are not touched by my defects, whereas I loved yours. My candour was crushed underfoot by you.

Clarice Lispector