Amino Cidos De Ancoragem Quotes

I don't hate anyone, I have only people that I dislike because hating is tiring. ~ Akuma De Sourou

By means of all created things, without excaption, the divine assails us, penetrates us, and molds us. We imagined it as distant and inaccessible, when in fact we live steeped in its burning layers ~ Pierre Teilhard De Chardin

Time cures one of everything-even of living. ~ Jules De Goncourt

[Folly never thinks it has enough, even when it obtains what it desires, but Wisdom is happy with what is to hand and is never vexed with itself.]3 ~ Michel De Montaigne

If you do not see any good in these persons, then say nothing, but if you do see some, speak about it to honor God in them because all good proceeds from Him. ~ Vincent De Paul

Olympism ... exalting and combining in a balanced whole the qualities of body, mind and will. ~ Pierre De Coubertin

You've never lived until you've almost died. For those who have fought for it, life has a flavor the protected shall never know. ~ Guy De Maupassant

Persinette, let down your hair. ~ Charlotte-Rose De Caumont De La Force

A single tree in the tropical forest in the south of Mexico has more different species than some European countries. ~ Carlos Salinas De Gortari

A church is an interesting place once you get the parson and the people out of it. Real music can get in then, and a real God! Nothing flibertigibbet about religion then. ~ Mazo De La Roche

General ideas are no proof of the strength, but rather of the insufficiency of the human intellect. ~ Alexis De Tocqueville

He'll is just one apostrophe away from Hell. Keep that in mind. ~ Gabbo De La Parra

One time, I was given an essay topic: to describe a perfect horse, whom the mere sight of the rider's whip would make obedient. I depicted this perfect horse throwing his rider at the sight of the whip. ~ Marquis De Lafayette

When all's said and done, all roads lead to the same end. So it's not so much which road you take, as how you take it. ~ Charles De Lint

True friendship destroys envy, and true love destroys coquetterie. ~ Francois De La Rochefoucauld

Heart connection brings meaning to life and spirit to body. ~ Amy Leigh Mercree

The majority of the world's Muslims do not believe that terrorism is a legitimate strategy or that Islam is incompatible with democracy. ~ Gijs De Vries

violence is committed by people who look and act like people, ~ Gavin De Becker

I predict you will sink step by step into a bottomless quagmire, however much you spend in men and money. (On Vietnam War) ~ Charles De Gaulle

There are only two ways by which to rise in this world, either by one's own industry or by the stupidity of others. ~ Jean De La Bruyere

Even before the First World War there was a strain in European art and music – in Germany more than anywhere – that was turning from ripeness to over-ripeness and then into something else. The last strains of the Austro-German Romantic tradition – exemplified by Gustav Mahler, Richard Strauss and Gustav Klimt – seemed almost to have destroyed itself by reaching a pitch of ripeness from which nothing could follow other than complete breakdown. It was not just that their subject matter was so death-obsessed, but that the tradition felt as though it could not be stretched any further or innovated any more without snapping. And so it snapped: in modernism and then post-modernism. ~ Douglas Murray

Tristan held up his arms to the Princess as she came out over the side, and carried her up through the shallows so that when he set her down on the white wave pattered sand, not even the soles of her feet were wet. Now this was the first time that ever they had touched each other, save for the times when the Princess had tended Tristan's wounds, and that was a different kind of touching; and as he set her down, their hands came together, as though they did not want it to be so quickly over. And standing hand in hand, they looked at each other, and for the first time Tristan saw that the Princess's eyes were deeply blue, the colour of wild wood-columbines; and she saw that his were as grey as the restless water out beyond the headland. And they were so close that each saw their own reflection standing in the other one's eyes; and in that moment it was as though something of Iseult entered into Tristan and something of Tristan into Iseult, that could never be called back again for as long as they lived. ~ Rosemary Sutcliff

We've spent the last few millennia aware that senescence is horrible but knowing nevertheless that it's inevitable. We've had to find some mechanism to put it out of our minds so we can get on with our miserably short lives. ~ Aubrey De Grey

Willem de Kooning is generally credited for coming out of the painterly gates strong in the forties, revolutionizing art and abstraction and reaching incredible heights by the early fifties, and then tailing off. ~ Jerry Saltz

By the Blessed Virgin ! Is it possible that your grace is so thickheaded and so short on brains that you cannot see that what I'm telling you is the absolute truth. ~ Miguel De Cervantes Saavedra

It is the dissimilarities and inequalities among men which give rise to the notion of honor; as such differences become less, it grows feeble; and when they disappear, it will vanish too. ~ Alexis De Tocqueville

I was so nervous to turn 40, but the last year and a half has been the most fun I have ever had. ~ Giada De Laurentiis

Silence and simplicity obtrude on no one, but are yet two unequaled attractions in woman. ~ Alphonse De Lamartine

Go to the theater, to museums, and to concerts as often as possible; it gives you a healthy glow. ~ Anne Berest, Audrey Diwan, Caroline De Maigret, Sophie Mas

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Demain, dès l'aube, à l'heure où blanchit la campagne,
Je partirai. Vois-tu, je sais que tu m'attends.
J'irai par la forêt, j'irai par la montagne.
Je ne puis demeurer loin de toi plus longtemps.

Je marcherai les yeux fixés sur mes pensées,
Sans rien voir au dehors, sans entendre aucun bruit,
Seul, inconnu, le dos courbé, les mains croisées,
Triste, et le jour pour moi sera comme la nuit.

Je ne regarderai ni l'or du soir qui tombe,
Ni les voiles au loin descendant vers Harfleur,
Et quand j'arriverai, je mettrai sur ta tombe
Un bouquet de houx vert et de bruyère en fleur.


Tomorrow, At Dawn
Tomorrow, at dawn, at the hour when the countryside whitens,
I will set out. You see, I know that you wait for me.
I will go by the forest, I will go by the mountain.
I can no longer remain far from you.

I will walk with my eyes fixed on my thoughts,
Seeing nothing of outdoors, hearing no noise
Alone, unknown, my back curved, my hands crossed,
Sorrowed, and the day for me will be as the night.

I will not look at the gold of evening which falls,
Nor the distant sails going down towards Harfleur,
And when I arrive, I will place on your tomb
A bouquet of green holly and of flowering heather ~ Victor Hugo