Palillo De Dientes Quotes

All around you everything is on the move, ~ Alexis De Tocqueville

The logic of the heart is absurd ~ Jeanne Julie Eleonore De Lespinasse

How can we explain the perpetuity of envy
a vice which yields no return? ~ Honore De Balzac

An unfulfilled vocation drains the color from a man's entire existence. ~ Honore De Balzac

There are Californians who waiver in their allegiance to the climate of California. Sometimes the climate of San Francisco has made me cross. Sometimes I have thought that the winds in summer were too cold, that the fogs in summer were too thick. But whenever I have crossed the continent - when I have emerged from New York at ninety-five degrees, and entered Chicago at one hundred degrees - when I have been breathing the dust of alkali deserts and the fiery air of sagebrush plains - these are the times when I have always been buoyed up by the anticipation of inhaling the salt air of San Francisco Bay.
If ever a summer wanderer is glad to get back to his native land, it is I, returning to my native fog. Like the prodigal youth who returned to his home and filled himself with husks, so I always yearn in summer to return to mine, and fill myself up with fog. Not a thin, insignificant mist, but a fog - a thick fog - one of those rich pea-soup August fogs that blow in from the Pacific Ocean over San Francisco.
When I leave the heated capitals of other lands and get back to California uncooked, I always offer up a thank-offering to Santa Niebla, Our Lady of the Fogs. Out near the Presidio, where Don Joaquin de Arillaga, the old comandante, revisits the glimpses of the moon, clad in rusty armor, with his Spanish spindle-shanks thrust into tall leathern boots - there some day I shall erect a chapel to Santa Niebla. And I have vowed to her as an ex-voto a silver fog-horn, wh ~ Jerome Hart

L'amoureux qui n'oublie pas quelquefois meurt par exce' s, fatigue et tension de me moire (tel Werther). The lover who does not forget sometimes dies from excess, fatigue, and the strain of memory (like Werther). ~ Roland Barthes

My childhood lacked affection and ambience. ~ Jacqueline De Ribes

I noticed that there are no B batteries. I think that's to avoid confusion, cause if there were you wouldn't know if someone was stuttering. 'Yes, hello I'd like some b-batteries.' 'What kind?' 'B-batteries.' 'What kind?' 'B-batteries!' and D-batteries that's hard for foreigners. 'Yes, I would like de batteries.' ~ Demetri Martin

De Tocqueville says it comes from taking some "incomplete joy of this world" and building your entire life on it. That is the definition of idolatry. ~ Timothy Keller

Nothing recalls the past like music ... ~ Madame De Stael

The longing provoked by the brochure was an example , at once touching and pathetic, of how projects (and even whole lives) might be influenced by the simplest and most unexamined images of happiness; of how a lengthy and ruinously expensive journey might be set in motion by nothing more than the sigh of a photograph of a palm tree gently inclining in a tropical breeze. I resolved to travel to the island of Barbados. ~ Alain De Botton

But too much reading had taken its toll. William found that he now thought of prayer as a sophisticated way of pleading with thunderstorms. ~ Terry Pratchett

Do I believe in ghosts? No, but I'm afraid of them. ~ Marie Anne De Vichy-Chamrond, Marquise Du Deffand

The usefulness of living lies not in duration but in what you make of it. Some have lived long and lived little. See to it while you are still here. Whether you have lived enough depends not on a count of years but on your will. ~ Michel De Montaigne

How did you get back?' asked Vautrin.
'I walked,' replied Eugene.
'I wouldn't like half-pleasures, myself,' observed the tempter. 'I'd want to go there in my own carriage, have my own box, and come back in comfort. All or nothing, that's my motto.'
'And a very good one,' said Madame Vauquer. ~ Honore De Balzac

I can paint until I'm forty. After that I intend to dry up. ~ Henri De Toulouse-Lautrec

What is this peace, different from that which the world gives? This peace is the one your love gives ... a peace greater than suffering, not a peace without war, but a peace in spite of war, during war, above war, the peace of the soul, having, through love, its whole life in heaven and thus enjoying the peace of heaven in spite of everything which may happen on earth around it and against it. - from Michel Carrouges, Soldier of the Spirit ~ Charles De Foucauld

To how many girls has a great beauty been of no other use but to make them expect a large fortune! ~ Jean De La Bruyere

Hell is full of the talented, but Heaven of the energetic. ~ Jane Frances De Chantal

There are three things I have loved but never understood. Art, music and women. ~ Bernard Le Bovier De Fontenelle

Nothing is perfect," sighed the fox. "My life is very monotonous. I run after the chickens; the men run after me. All the chickens are the same; all the men are the same. Consequently, I get a little bored. But if you tame me, my days will be as if filled with sunlight. I shall know the sound of a footstep different from all the rest ... You see the fields of corn? Well, I don't eat bread. Corn is of no use to me. Corn fields remind me of nothing. Which is sad. On the other hand, your hair is the colour of gold. So think how wonderful it will be when you have tamed me. The corn, which is golden, will remind me of you. And I will come to love the sound of the wind in the field of corn.
The fox fell silent and looked steadily at the little prince for a long time.
"Please," he said, "tame me! ~ Antoine De Saint Exupery

The human species is forever in a state of change, forever becoming. ~ Simone De Beauvoir

To burn a city, there is needed only a child or a madman; but to rebuild it, architects, workmen, money, and especially time, will be needed.

Those who are content to corrupt ancient institutions, while at the same time preserving the exterior forms, have done as much evil to the human race. ~ Joseph De Maistre

I knew that I was gay, I knew it. I just couldn't see myself as a gay woman, even though that's where my heart was. ~ Portia De Rossi

All grandeur, all power, and all subordination to authority rests on the executioner: he is the horror and the bond of human association. Remove this incomprehensible agent from the world and at that very moment order gives way to chaos, thrones topple and society disappears. ~ Joseph De Maistre

Negative energy can be a positive motivating force devoid human emo-tion, isolation, and extinction."

"Be careful of the company that you keep, for everyone who smiles in your face is not your friend."

(Thought or Idea) ….. "That's how the game is told, and that's how the game is sold."

"For every action there is a reaction, however for every action there is also completely separate action that negates the first action."

"Life's journey deals you friends in both high places ( + ), and low places ( - ), one can always mate the other."

"Every ending in one's Life Series, constitutes a beginning De novo, al-ways every time."

"It's not about your past, it's about your future …… everyday. ~ T'adaram Alasadro Maradas

My parents got divorced when I was around a year old. My dad was essentially a nonentity in my life until I got to be about 16 or so. My mom was a flight attendant for PanAm, so I moved all over the world. London, Rio de Janeiro. ~ Tucker Max

Cynics are merely idealists with unusually high standards. ~ Alain De Botton

We all love Linux, but it's also a fact that some people might not be able to migrate. ~ Miguel De Icaza

The quintessential good and beauty in life is what each has to offer to others valuing the gesture ourselves into confluence with the Word of God. ~ Pierre Teilhard De Chardin

I will make you a present of a secret. ~ Antoine De Saint Exupery

Maybe she's a gymnast with superior muscle control."
"She'd have to be in Cirque de Soleil to manage this. ~ Huntley Fitzpatrick

Love is what is left when the passion has gone ~ Louis De Bernieres

The fondness or indifference that the philosophers expressed for life was merely a preference inspired by their self-love, and will no more bear reasoning upon than the relish of the palate or the choice of colors. ~ Francois De La Rochefoucauld

It's through the cross that we reach the resurrection. We should be absolutely sure of this truth, and we should keep this cross hidden and not place it on the shoulders of others. It is our cross we have to carry. It is the one God has given us to go through into His resurrection. This is the one we should keep hidden.

But there are crosses and crosses, some of our own making. These we should immediately discard. Some permitted by God for our sanctification. These we can share for they are also for the sanctification of others. True, we can help to carry other people's crosses and they can help to carry our crosses, but the operative word is "hidden."

The Lord said, "So when you give to the needy, do not announce it with trumpets as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be honoured by men," and "When you fast, put oil on your head and wash your face, so that it will not be obvious to men that you are fasting, but only to your Father, who is unseen; and your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you." (Mt 6:16-18)

Our very hiddenness becomes a light if we do not complain, if we carry our cross manfully, ready to help in the carrying of other people's crosses. Then we become a light to our neighbour's feet because we become an icon of Christ - shining! ~ Catherine De Hueck Doherty

Life's most beautiful moments come after the rain." -Beau Bennett ~ Lisa De Jong

To those who seek to protect their ego true Peace brings only disturbance. ~ Anthony De Mello

The art of pleasing is the art of deception. ~ Luc De Clapiers

Let death find us as we are building up our matchstick protests against its waves. ~ Alain De Botton

Daddy's girl. Was it a 'itty-bitty bravekins and did it suffer? Oooooo-tweet, de tweetest thing, wasn't she dest too tweet? Before her tiny fist the forces of lust and corruption rolled away; nay, the very march of destiny stopped; inevitably became inevitable, syllogism, dialectic, all rationality fell away ~ F Scott Fitzgerald

Si todos los rios son dulces
de donde saca sal el mar?
If all rivers are sweet
where does the sea get its salt? ~ Pablo Neruda