Gabriela Mistral Quotes
In the secret of night, my prayer climbs like the liana, My prayer is, and I am not. It grows, and I perish. I have only my hard breath, my reason and my madness. I cling to the vine of my prayer. I tend it at the root of the stalk of night.
Gabriela Mistral
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When I was, like, 16, I went in to the head of Disney, and I hadn't taken acting class really at all, and I didn't know what I was doing, and it was really embarrassing. Of course, you think Disney wants over-the-top and funny, and I was just trying to be over-the-top and funny, and it just wasn't working, and that was the worst.
Taylour Paige
A painting probably is the most shocking increase in value, from what it costs to make to what you sell it for.
Damien Hirst
Was music my talent really? No, I don't think I was particularly talented.
Victoria Beckham
Spice Girls
A spiritual partnership is a partnership between equals for the purpose of spiritual growth. Spiritual partners use their delightful experiences together as well as their power struggles to learn about themselves and change themselves.
Gary Zukav
I'm not running for state Senate because I wanted to become a politician. I'm running because I wanted to serve.
Carl Lewis
Coffee and smoking are the last great addictions.
Lara Flynn Boyle
At first the English were very surprised by our disregarding the Hague Convention. But from 1916 onward they used at least as much poison as we did.
Otto Hahn
There is nothing more boring than a bored person.
Arlene Francis
Voters are trying to make up their mind on who has a better plan for the economy, whose presidency would more positively impact my life?
Bill Burton
I think that we live in a highly specialized, technologically advanced society. Highly developed societies tend to have very remote understandings about what underlies our prosperity.
Paolo Bacigalupi
But when you think: Tim McGraw,I hope you think my favorite song.The one we danced to all night long:The moon like a spotlight on the lake.When you think happiness,I hope you think: 'That little black dress.'Think of my head on your chest,An' my old faded blue jeans.When you think Tim McGraw,I hope you think of me.
Taylor Swift
In the secret of night, my prayer climbs like the liana, My prayer is, and I am not. It grows, and I perish. I have only my hard breath, my reason and my madness. I cling to the vine of my prayer. I tend it at the root of the stalk of night.
Gabriela Mistral
