N Quotes
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“No," he says quietly. "In every universe, it's you for me. Even if it's not me for you.”
Source: Happy Place
“No he sentido mayor soledad que la soledad de no poder compartir con nadie quién soy, lo que siento y la intensidad con la que lo siento.”
Source: Pasado el tiempo de admiración
“No he sido nunca patriotero, o por lo menos no lo he sido al estilo del señor Caro -que por traducir al Virgilio nunca conoció el río Magdalena-, pero confieso que, desde lejos, hasta los bambucos me comenzaron a gustar. Echaba de menos a mi gente, las travesias por las cordilleras y los llanos, y me hacían falta hasta mis enemigos. Al país - como tierra, como querencia,-hay que aprender a distinguirlo - y verticalmente- del sistema político que lo tiene como lo tiene.”
“No he soñado. He visto y he sentido”
Source: Veinte mil leguas de viaje submarino
“No, he thought, I’m not cool and collected, and I’m not always doing things at my own pace. It’s just a question of balance. I’m just good at habitually shifting the weight I carry around from one side of the fulcrum to the other, distributing it. Maybe this strikes others as cool. But it isn’t an easy operation. It takes more time than it seems. And even if I do find the right balance, that doesn’t lessen the total weight one bit.”
Source: Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage
“No,' he told her fiercely, tilting her chin up and looking deep into her ocean eyes. 'You deserve more. But I shall never stop trying to give you everything. For you, I would cut the stars from the sky.”
Source: Upon a Frosted Star
“No, he was angry because he wanted to help more, and he couldn't. Knowing that all you can give isn't enough is its own burden. That was all.”
Source: Babylon’s Ashes
“No, he was -- he was picking strawberries." Moon said.
Qibli stared at her for a moment.
"Evil strawberries?" he asked finally.”
Source: Darkness of Dragons
“No, he was not as handsome as poor Wrotham, whose dark, stormy beauty troubled her dreams a little. Wrotham was a romantic figure, particularly when his black locks were disheveled through his clutching them in despair.”
Source: Friday's Child
“No, he was silver and amber, starlings and deep, deep purple skies of the night.”
Source: Prince of Chandeliers
“No. He won't save my brother. He doesn't love me no matter what he believes. He loves that I need him. But I don't. Not really. Because despite what I thought, what I counted on, he has never been there for me. There is no safety with him. I've always been alone. I just didn't know how isolated I was until now.”
Source: Need
“No, he would simply go to town and use the public library. That was the proper self-reliant thing to do-- the correct way for a free robot to handle a problem, he told himself.
…
To the library, yes.
And he would dress for the occasion. Yes. Yes. Humans did not enter the public library unclothed. Neither would he.”
Source: The Positronic Man
“No headboards were broken.”
Source: The Fault in Our Stars
“No health care for poor kids? You know, I thought something like that was only done by cartoon villains. You're (Pres. Bush) slowly going from being Nixon to Mr. Burns.”
“No healthy Christian ever chooses suffering; he chooses God's will, as Jesus did, whether it means suffering or not.”
Source: The Oswald Chambers Devotional Reader: 52 Weekly Themes
“No healthy civilization can ever be reared on a foundation of devitalized work.”
Source: Labels & Libels
“No healthy man, in his secret heart, is content with his destiny. He is tortured by dreams and images as a child is tortured by the thought of a state of existence in which it would live in a candy store and have two stomachs.”
Source: Mencken Chrestomathy
“No healthy young man could fail to be stirred and set off-kilter by Aline, who, at the age of seventeen, had become the loveliest girl on God's green earth.
At the moment Aline was already dressed for bed, wearing a nightgown made of intricately tucked and ruffled white cotton. As she moved across the room, the lamplight silhouetted the generous curves of her breasts and hips through the thin fabric, and slid over the shining sable locks of her hair. Aline's looks were the kind that caused the heart to stop and the breath to catch. Her coloring alone would have given even a homely woman the appearance of great beauty. But her features were fine and perfect, and perpetually lit with the radiance of unchecked emotion. And as if all that hadn't been quite enough, nature had added one last flourish, a tiny black mark that flirted with the corner of her mouth. McKenna had fantasized endlessly about kissing that tantalizing spot, and following it to the lush curves of her lips. Kissing and kissing her, until she was weak and shivering in his arms.”
Source: Again the Magic
“No heart can conceive that treasury of mercies which lies in this one privilege, in having liberty and ability to approach unto God at all times, according to his mind and will.”
Source: The Works of John Owen
“No heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams.”
“No heart is so hard as the timid heart.”
Source: The Gospel According to the Son: A Novel
“No heart, no peace.
Know heart, know peace.”
“No heartache has ever gone unseen, and no darkness is ever too solid for light to overcome.”
Source: The Words We Lost
“No heartbreak can make a poet!
Poetry doesn’t stem from a broken heart
which fell apart
merely because someone left
and left a few marks to be felt,
dealt with and smelt
with emptiness and shallowness
of the breast.”
Source: Thoughts Between Life and Death
“No heating system can deliver perfectly uniform temperatures throughout a house, and drafts can magnify the perceived difference in temperatures. Try walking around with a thermometer.”
“No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in it today.”
“No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in today. No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in this present little instant.”
“No heirloom of humankind captures the past as do art and language.”
“No, Hell wasn't anything to do with places, Hell was all to do with people. Maybe Hell was people.”
Source: Tomorrow, When the War Began
“No hell will frighten men away from sin; no dread of prospective misery; only goodness can cast hell out of any man, and set up the kingdom of heaven within.”
Source: Speech in Season
“No hells or heavens has Mirdad to offer you, but Holy Understanding which lifts you far beyond the fire of any hell and the luxuriance of any heaven. Not with the hand, but with the heart must you receive the gift. For that the heart must needs be disencumbered of every stray desire and will, save the desire and will to understand.”
Source: The Book of Mirdad: The strange story of a monastery which was once called The Ark
“No help for death. No use for tears. Tears will not bring back friends.”
Source: All the Wandering Light
“No help is insignificant,
No kindness is too puny.
With tiny steps we'll humanize the world,
When we see every human as family.”
Source: Heart Force One: Need No Gun to Defend Society
“No hemming or hawing, no hinting or manipulation, no sledgehammer–subtlety may hold us back from claiming a climate of transparency and capturing an untainted and luminescent skyline, when the boldness of the truth is coming defiantly to the fore. ("Did not expect it would ever happen there" )”
“No, her father was ashes in the wind, his existence marked only by a headstone on a hill outside the city. Or so her sisters had told her.
I loved you from the first moment I held you in my arms, her father had said to her in those last moments together.
Don't lay your filthy hands on my daughter. Those had been his final words, spat at the King of Hybern. Her father had squandered those final words on that worm of a king.
Her father. The man who had never fought for his children, not until the end. When he had come to save them- to save the humans and the Fae, yes, but most of all, his daughters. Her.
A grand, stupid waste.
Unholy dark power flowed through her, and it had not been enough to stop the King of Hybern from snapping his neck.
She had hated her father, hated him deeply, and yet he had loved her, for some inexplicable reason. Not enough to try to spare them from poverty or keep them from starving. But somehow it had been enough for him to raise an army on the continent. To sail a ship named for her into battle.
She had still hated her father in those last moments. And then his neck had cracked, his eyes not full of fear as he died, but of that foolish love for her.
That was what had lingered- the look in his eyes. The resentment in her heart as he died for her. It had festered, gnawing at her like the power she buried deep, running rampant through her head until no icy baths could numb it away.
She could have saved him.
It was the King of Hybern's fault. She knew that. But it was hers, too. Just as it was her fault that Elain had been captured by the Cauldron after Nesta spied on it with that scrying, her fault that Hybern had done such terrible things to hunt her and her sisters down like a deer.
Some days, the sheer dread and panic locked Nesta's body up so thoroughly that nothing could get her to breathe. Nothing could stop the awful power from beginning to rise, rise, rise in her. Nothing beyond the music at those taverns, the card games with strangers, the endless bottles of wine, and the sex that made her feel nothing- but offered a moment of release amid the roaring inside her.”
Source: A Court of Silver Flames
“No, her I brought back because..." Niko lifted his chin toward the moon. "She's magical."
"I get that, if by 'magical' you mean 'hot.'"
"I also mean magical.”
Source: Underworld's Daughter
“No hereden el odio. Después de cuanto acaba de pasar (las infinitas matanzas, los campos de exterminio, la bomba atómica, los millones y millones de muertos), el mundo de mañana, el mundo en el que ustedes serán hombres, debe ser un sitio de paz, un lugar sin crímenes y sin infamias. En las filas de atrás sonaba una risita. Mondragón nos observaba tristísimo, se preguntaba qué iba a ser de nosotros con los años, cuántos males y cuántas catástrofes aún estarían por delante.”
Source: Las batallas en el desierto
“No hero is a hero if he ever killed someone! Only the man who has not any blood in his hand can be a real hero! The honour of being a hero belongs exclusively to the peaceful people!”
“No hero is above fear, Percy. And you have risen above every hero. - Poseidon”
Source: Percy Jackson and the Last Olympian
“No hero is above fear.”
Source: Percy Jackson and the Last Olympian
“No hero is mortal till he dies.”
“No hero, no charlatan saint,
no prophet out to herd a flock;
unhinged in duty, an unflinching flame,
I'm just a signpost on the cosmic clock.”
Source: Sonnets From The Mountaintop
“No hero to me is the man who, by easy shedding of his blood, purchases fame: my hero is he who, without death, can win praise.”
Source: Delphi Complete Works of Martial (Illustrated)
“No heroes I need on my stage
Just hands which embrace the nights’ cold.
It may be the storm, but it’s told
The smiles bring the sunshine and hold
The power of kindness upstage,
The caring remoulds scars to gold.”
Source: Love is Young: Poems
“No heroine can create a hero through love of one, but she can give birth to one”
“No hesitation, his brain matter splattered like a blooming flower from the soil of his skull.”
Source: The Cycle of Eden: Two Sides of Corruption
“No hi ha animal pitjor que l’home. Són els homes els qui maten els homes, no les bales.”
Source: Czasy secondhand. Koniec czerwonego człowieka
“No hi ha mal que cent anys dure!', proclama, falsament, la popular sentència. Allò que sí que no existeix és un bé que siga perenne, vaja que no.”
Source: Les nits perfumades
“No high achiever ever woke up in the morning and said ‘let’s see what happens.’”
“No high-minded painter of the last fifty years has been able to come to terms with his art without coming to terms with the problem of cubism.”