Umberto Eco Quotes
After so many years even the fire of passion dies, and with it what was believed the light of the truth. Who of us is able to say now whether Hector or Achilles was right, Agamemnon or Priam, when they fought over the beauty of a woman who is now dust and ashes?
Umberto Eco
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My music is a little dark, and my lyrics are a little darker. Every day, I'm fighting towards the light.
Bebe Rexha
I've shot a lot of pilots that have never seen the light of day, jobs that have fallen apart or gotten canceled, so I'm really weary about what contracts I sign and where I swear my loyalty to.
D. J. Cotrona
Because you're not what I would have you be, I blind myself to who, in truth, you are.
Madeleine L'Engle
The truth is that I know very few novelists who have been satisfied with the adaptation of their books for the screen.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
I try to think what the character is thinking. Then, hopefully, I begin to feel it. I act and react not because I'm recalling a dog killed by a fire engine, but because I'm concentrating on what the character is going through.
E. G. Marshall
I always felt that a scientist owes the world only one thing, and that is the truth as he sees it.
Hans Eysenck
I change my beauty routine every six months, but I make sure to use products that are light and gentle.
Chiara Ferragni
I have been in private law practice in New York City, where my husband and I are raising our children.
Wendy E. Long
Wasn’t that their natural right, to know the truth so as to be able to let the truth lead them to do good or evil, as they chose?
Orson Scott Card
The state of society is one in which the members have suffered amputation from the trunk, and strut about so many walking monsters,-a good finger, a neck, a stomach, an elbow, but never a man.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The future of the world will belong to whoever can harness energy and food.
Mian Muhammad Mansha
After so many years even the fire of passion dies, and with it what was believed the light of the truth. Who of us is able to say now whether Hector or Achilles was right, Agamemnon or Priam, when they fought over the beauty of a woman who is now dust and ashes?
Umberto Eco