Daniel Ho > Daniel's Quotes

“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
― Oscar Wilde

“When we put God first, all other things fall into their proper place or drop out of our lives. Our love of the Lord will govern the claims for our affection, the demands on our time, the interests we pursue, and the order of our priorities.”
― Ezra Taft Benson

“Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.”
― T.S. Eliot

“Qui plus sait, plus se tait”
― Voltaire, Candide

“Nadie sabe para quién escribe. Cada libro es un mensaje lanzado en una botella al mar con la esperanza de que arribe a otra orilla.”
― Isabel Allende, My Invented Country: A Nostalgic Journey Through Chile

“But that's how nostalgia is: a slow dance in a large circle. Memories don't organize themselves chronologically, they're like smoke, changing, ephemeral, and if they're not written down they fade into oblivion.”
― Isabel Allende, My Invented Country: A Nostalgic Journey Through Chile

“He armado la idea de mi país como un rompecabezas, seleccionando aquellas piezas que se ajustan a mi diseño e ignorando las demás.”
― Isabel Allende, My Invented Country: A Nostalgic Journey Through Chile

“The North Americans' sense of time is very special. They are short on patience. Everything must be quick, including food and sex, which the rest of the world treats ceremoniously. Gringos invented two terms that are untranslatable into most languages: “snack” and “quickie,” to refer to eating standing up and loving on the run . . . that, too, sometimes standing up. The most popular books are manuals: how to become a millionaire in ten easy lessons, how to lose fifteen pounds a week, how to recover from your divorce, and so on. People always go around looking for shortcuts, and ways to escape anything they consider unpleasant: ugliness, old age, weight, illness, poverty, and failure in any of its aspects.”
― Isabel Allende, My Invented Country: A Nostalgic Journey Through Chile

“Esperaram pelo sono para se mudarem para o dia seguinte. Havia sempre esperança na travessia nocturna. Cada deus revia a criação no quieto da noite. Acender os dias era sempre a possibilidade de uma nova criação. Era importante dormir com esperança.”
― Valter Hugo Mãe, Homens Imprudentemente Poéticos