Luis Alberto Urrea Quotes
My dad looked like Errol Flynn, and I think my mom thought she was moving into a hacienda, but they lived on a dirt street in Tijuana, a house jammed with relatives, nobody speaking English. She didn't know a word of Spanish. She grew up well and was appalled and humiliated, terrified of anyone ethnic.
Luis Alberto Urrea
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The Hungarian ministry begged the king earnestly to issue orders to all troops and commanders of fortresses in Hungary, enjoining fidelity to the Constitution, and obedience to the ministers of Hungary.
Lajos Kossuth
The thing, when you're down two sets to love, is to stay calm, even though it's hard, because people are freaking out, people are worried for you.
Rafael Nadal
Any time you have an injury, it's going to be tough.
Calvin Johnson
Sometimes, I find that just the simplest, cleanest things that are intelligently performed are funniest to me.
Kaitlin Olson
The Taliban is the Muslim version of the Salem witch trials.
Fatema Mernissi
This is my ultimate fantasy: watching QVC with a credit card while making love and eating at the same time.
Yasmine Bleeth
One of the peculiar sins of the twentieth century which we've developed to a very high level is the sin of credulity. It has been said that when human beings stop believing in God they believe in nothing. The truth is much worse: they believe in anything.
Malcolm Muggeridge
Not his problem. Fewer and fewer things are.
John Updike
I used to be really wild and dissatisfied and angry and had a journey toward becoming a lady; I think that's with anybody coming into their own power.
Lauren Ambrose
He added, ''I wish him only the best.
Andrew Heyward
When I was growing up as a young lesbian in the '50s, I looked in vain for books about my people. I did find some paperbacks with lurid covers in the local bus station, but they ended with the gay character's committing suicide, dying in a car crash, being sent to a mental hospital, or 'turning' heterosexual.
Nancy Garden
My dad looked like Errol Flynn, and I think my mom thought she was moving into a hacienda, but they lived on a dirt street in Tijuana, a house jammed with relatives, nobody speaking English. She didn't know a word of Spanish. She grew up well and was appalled and humiliated, terrified of anyone ethnic.
Luis Alberto Urrea