Pablo Neruda Quotes
Writing poetry, we live among the wild beasts, and when we touch a man, the stuff of someone in whom we believed, and he goes to pieces like a rotten pie, you... gather together whatever can be salvaged, while I cup my hands around the live coal of life.
Pablo Neruda
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I have this first album that sells more than 100,000 copies in its first week, debuts at number two, goes gold, the single goes platinum, we're doing Madison Square Garden.
Halsey
I had the story, bit by bit, from various people, and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different story.
Edith Wharton
Exposing your ignorance is how you get somebody to embrace you.
Larry Wilcox
I feel a physical happiness when spring is coming.
Halldor Laxness
But whether a couple is a man and a woman has everything to do with the meaning of marriage.
Jack Kingston
What I write, I write. I'll always do it in some form.
Iain Sinclair
When I was a young boy, growing up in Durham, North Carolina, the women in my family were truly passionate about their clothes; nothing was more beautiful to me than women dressing with the utmost, meticulous attention to accessories, shoes, handbags, hats, coats, dresses and gloves to attend Sunday church services.
Andre Leon Talley
There's really no way to fix this and still keep Perl pathologically eclectic.
Larry Wall
My main exercise is cardio. The treadmill is fine, but running outdoors gives me the best results. I try to log 6 to 8 miles a week. I could be in the worst mood, but when I do my cardio, I feel much, much better.
Mary J. Blige
If you have a smartphone - and you have a smartphone - then you have a comic book store in your pocket. So you don't have to get over any social anxiety you have about entering that space.
Kelly Sue DeConnick
Writing poetry, we live among the wild beasts, and when we touch a man, the stuff of someone in whom we believed, and he goes to pieces like a rotten pie, you... gather together whatever can be salvaged, while I cup my hands around the live coal of life.
Pablo Neruda
