Silvina Campos Quotes

#1. It does not matter how strong you are. You are to be my wife, and I will not have the woman I love put herself at risk. Ever.

S.T. Bende

#2. You used to be the best to make life be real to me,
and I hope that you're still out there and you're like you used to be

Warren Zevon

#3. All concepts of politics, of whatever kind, are about conflict--how to contain it, or abolish it.

Ralph Miliband

#4. The writer of these lines has nothing whatsoever to teach anyone; his words are just his contribution to our common discussion of what must inevitably be for us the most important subject which could be discussed by sentient beings.

Wei Wu Wei

#5. Her areas of expertise are bar codes, book titles and maps - she has an original Parker Brothers map of the world.

Jasper Fforde

#6. Today's unspeakable perversion is tomorrow's kink, is next week's good clean fun

Dan Savage

#7. I could write a song and her name would be the music. I could string, strum a guitar, and her body would be the melody.

Jasinda Wilder

#8. I guess I strike people as very serious, or very intense.

Deidre Hall

#9. You are my home; it is in your loving gaze that I find the comfort, acceptance, and the sense of belonging.

Steve Maraboli

#10. There can be no real fight between a tiger and a chicken; between the love and the man; between the strong and the weak!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#11. Knowledge is the seed for thought. Knowledge, experience, and thoughts give birth to wisdom.

Debasish Mridha

#12. The charred smell came, he assumed, from the pages themselves, burning away invisibly as they had for years in the Impetus vault in New York. Eventually they would crumble and be lost to the world, if they weren't thrown away first. For today, though, they were his to inhale and get lost in.

Jonathan Galassi

#13. December 21, 1970 well, the amateur drunks have taken over and will hold this town until Jan. 2 ... driving on the wrong side of the street, running red lights, bellowing the same songs. figs of people, twigs of people, shits of people ... MERRY CHRISTMAS, HAPPY NEW YEAR. Christomighty, yeah.

Charles Bukowski