P Quotes
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“Portraying emotionally ill characters gives me the chance to really act.”
“Portraying Pocahontas' story well was important to me because she was a real person and these were real events in her life.”
“Portraying this character [Diwata] has really given me an opportunity to get in touch with that side of myself, which I haven't been for a few years. And I do know what it's like to be different from people around you and not fit into the prototypical mold of what America sort of thinks a girl "should be."”
“Ports are necessities, like postage stamps or soap, but they seldom seem to care what impressions they make.”
Source: Poems
“Ports are the gaping hole in America's homeland security.”
“Portsmouth are at Huddersfield, which is always away”
“portugal ainda é uma máquina de fazer espanhóis. é verdade, quem de nós, ao menos uma vez, não lamentou já o facto de sermos independentes, quem, mais do que isso até, não desejou que a espanha nos reconquistasse, desta vez para sempre e para salários melhores. deixem-se de tretas, meus amigos, que o patriotismo só vos fica mal, bem iam assentar-vos uns nomes à maneira, como pepe e pablo, diego ou santiago, assim a virar para o outro lado da fronteira, onde se come mais à boca grande e onde sempre houve mais ritmo no sangue.”
Source: A máquina de fazer espanhóis
“Portugal have a national team called Cristiano Ronaldo and a group of players who run after him.”
“Portugal is not doing well economically. People are upset and angry. You can feel it on the street. You can tell in the way they drive. We're talking about one of the richest histories. We had an unbelievable empire, and so many maritime discoveries, and how is it that we are now reduced to this? But I still love the country.”
“Portugal was born in the shadow of the Catholic Church and religion, from the beginning it was the formative element of the soul of the nation and the dominant trait of character of the Portuguese people.”
“Portugal é uma nação de raça judaica.”
Source: A Invasão dos Judeus
“PORTUGUESE, n.pl. A species of geese indigenous to Portugal. They are mostly without feathers and imperfectly edible, even when stuffed with garlic.”
Source: The Unabridged Devil's Dictionary
“Poruncile lui Hristos sunt "graiuri de viață veșnică", iar nu percepte morale, exterioare.”
Source: A Night in the Desert of the Holy Mountain: Discussion with a hermit on Jesus prayer
“Porém, a feitiçaria, como se sabe, basta começar que ninguém segura.”
Source: The Master and Margarita
“Porém, ainda ficava muito do autêntico Brose, pois o cérebro não era artificial; não existia tal coisa; manufaturar um cérebro artificial ― fazer tal coisa quando ainda existia a firme Arti-Gan Corporation, de Phoenix, bem antes da guerra ― seria entrar no que Adams gostava de chamar em pensamento «um autêntico caso de simulação»… que era o termo que utilizava para aquilo que considerava como sendo a mais elevada e mais nova entidade aparecida no panorama da Natureza, com as suas já tão multiformes decorrências: o universo dos autênticos embustes.
E esse universo, pensava ele ainda, em que se pensava poder entrar pela porta de ENTRADA, atravessar e depois sair pela porta de SAÍDA, em, digamos grosseiramente, dois minutos… esse universo, tal como os cenários nos estúdios moscovitas de Eisenbludt, era interminável, sala atrás de sala; a porta de SAÍDA de uma era apenas a porta de entrada da seguinte.”
Source: The Penultimate Truth
“Porém, minha Clarisse, eu peço que não creias
Que eu ame esta existência e não lhe queira um fim;
Há tempos que não sinto o sangue pelas veias
E a campa talvez seja afável para mim.”
Source: O Livro de Cesário Verde
“Pose a political threat to Business As Usual, and sooner or later, mostly sooner, someone will try to kill you.”
“Pose your questions to people and you will get countless useless answers.”
“Pose? I don't pose. What am I? Paris Hilton or something?”
“Posed In Vein by Stewart Stafford
O Stephanie!
In your cruciform puppetry,
Bloody veins stretched out wiry
To relive in a bondage diary.
Subject mapped as inked skin she wears,
Decorating, desecrating olden snares.
Each needle kiss, a line defined,
A pinprick story rushes her mind.
By candlelight, in her coven deep,
Secrets webbed flies must keep,
Spelled out straight in her hexing book,
Consort Lenore gives a cryptic look.
They tug the strings, the marionette,
Caught in her captor's welcome net.
In artificial light, a social moth's mien,
A wrought, posed, fetishistic scene.
The knots are tight, the ropes defined;
Bodily and in private mind.
This mutual art, a supplicant's plea,
Cut into her Kinbaku diary.
© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”
“Poseidon can come in too! We will eat you both! Seafood!”
“Poseidon grinned. "You're doing well with those new cabins, by the way. I suppose this means I can claim all those other sons and daughters of mine and send you some siblings next summer." "Ha-ha." Poseidon reeled in his empty line. I shifted my feet. "Um, you were kidding, right?" Poseidon gave me one of his inside-joke winks, and I still didn't know whether he was serious or not.”
“Poseidon held out his arms and gave me a hug. I realized, a little embarrassed, that I'd never actually hugged my dad before. He was warm—like a regular human—and he smelled of a salty beach and fresh sea air.”
Source: Percy Jackson and the Last Olympian
“Poseidon put his weathered hand on my shoulder. “Percy, lesser beings do many horrible things in the name of the gods. That does not mean we gods approve. The way our sons and daughters act in our names…well, it usually says more about them than it does about us. And you, Percy, are my favorite son.”
Source: The Battle of the Labyrinth
“Poseidon raised his eyebrows as they shook hands. “Blowfish, did you say?” "Ah, no. Blofis, actually.” "Oh, I see,” Poseidon said. “A shame. I quite like blowfish. I am Poseidon.” "Poseidon? That’s an interesting name.” "Yes, I like it. I’ve gone by other names, but I do prefer Poseidon.” "Like the god of the sea.” "Very much like that, yes.”
“Poseidon spent almost all his time pursuing a perfectly exhausting quantity of beautiful girls and boys and fathering by the girls an even greater number of monsters, demigods and human heroes - Percy Jackson and Theseus to name but two.”
Source: Mythos - The Greek Myths Retold
“Poseidon was more of a calamity than a god.
It was hard for a man with such ill tempered and profanity,”
Source: Amphigory: Arrows of Cupid
“Poseidon’s trident was also all over the place, since Peter the Great wanted to stress Russia’s sea power. I especially like the trident on top of an obelisk -- what a great Egyptian/Greek mix up!”
“Poseidón, sacudidor de tierras, portador de tormentas, padre de los caballos. Salve Perseus Jackson, hijo del Dios del mar.”
Source: The lightning thief
“Posers will always fake it and never make it”
“Poseéis para controlar, pero si intentáis controlar a un ser humano, no podréis amarlo.”
Source: El regreso del caballero de la armadura oxidada
“Posh Cal comes from the countryside and tells stories about the woods. These old hunty blokes who live in the forest and cut people and burn them on big bonfires with all the brambles and bracken and smoky shit so nobody knows, grind the bones into pig lunch. Shiny leather high heels and kids' toys in the wood like props from ITV murder dramas, scared people running through bracken and brambles, trying to get to the safety of the big house but the big house isn't safe, it's fully stocked with violent, frustrated young male offenders, lying awake, nightsweats in the dark Last Chance, marinating their desire to hurt people night after night in their soupy rural overlapping dreams, bad young men, blast-past-borstal bastards, lab rats, lying there while crusty ghosts from the old house crouch over them dribbling fear and violent fantasy into their ears, drip, spittle, trickle in the middle of the mean old witchy littered English woods a long way from home, a long way from any lights or cab ranks, or trust, or mums.
Haha, crack on, you fuckintwat, says Shy, and starts walking again, slight shivers in his belly.”
Source: Shy
“Posh Yet Potty (The Sonnet)
One can be posh on the outside yet potty on the inside.
More often than less both of these go hand in hand.
Pedigree, personality, position, all are deemed important.
Amidst this royal mess of things we forget to be human.
We look at partisan loyalty, we look at intellectual fluency,
And in the process of analysis we end up a freudian chasm.
In order to find whether someone belongs in our camp,
We act less of a human and more of a lifeless algorithm.
It's okay if you don't know how to use spoon and fork.
What matters is, to reach out and feed an empty stomach.
It's okay if you don't know much fancy words and facts.
What matters is, your heart beats beyond the factual muck.
So, shitty or not we look on the outside, let's pay no attention,
Instead let us muster all spirit towards internal ascension.”
Source: Making Britain Civilized: How to Gain Readmission to The Human Race
“Poshlust,” or in a better transliteration poshlost, has many nuances, and evidently I have not described them clearly enough in my little book on Gogol, if you think one can ask anybody if he is tempted by poshlost. Corny trash, vulgar clichés, Philistinism in all its phases, imitations of imitations, bogus profundities, crude, moronic, and dishonest pseudo-literature—these are obvious examples. Now, if we want to pin down poshlost in contemporary writing, we must look for it in Freudian symbolism, moth-eaten mythologies, social comment, humanistic messages, political allegories, overconcern with class or race, and the journalistic generalities we all know. Poshlost speaks in such concepts as “America is no better than Russia” or “We all share in Germany’s guilt.” The flowers of poshlost bloom in such phrases and terms as “the moment of truth,” “charisma,” “existential” (used seriously), “dialogue” (as applied to political talks between nations), and “vocabulary” (as applied to a dauber). Listing in one breath Auschwitz, Hiroshima, and Vietnam is seditious poshlost. Belonging to a very select club (which sports one Jewish name—that of the treasurer) is genteel poshlost. Hack reviews are frequently poshlost, but it also lurks in certain highbrow essays. Poshlost calls Mr. Blank a great poet and Mr. Bluff a great novelist. One of poshlost’s favorite breeding places has always been the Art Exhibition; there it is produced by so-called sculptors working with the tools of wreckers, building crankshaft cretins of stainless steel, Zen stereos, polystyrene stinkbirds, objects trouvés in latrines, cannonballs, canned balls. There we admire the gabinetti wall patterns of so-called abstract artists, Freudian surrealism, roric smudges, and Rorschach blots—all of it as corny in its own right as the academic “September Morns” and “Florentine Flowergirls” of half a century ago. The list is long, and, of course, everybody has his bête noire, his black pet, in the series. Mine is that airline ad: the snack served by an obsequious wench to a young couple—she eyeing ecstatically the cucumber canapé, he admiring wistfully the hostess. And, of course, Death in Venice. You see the range.”
Source: Strong opinions
“Posiblemente, cuando el profesor insistía con demasiado énfasis sobre la inferioridad de las mujeres, no era la inferioridad de éstas lo que le preocupaba, sino su propia superioridad. Era esto lo que protegía un tanto acaloradamente y con demasiada insistencia, porque para él era una joya del precio más incalculable.”
Source: Un cuarto propio
“Posing is a performing art.”
“Posing nude has to be one of my favorite things in the world.”
“Posing on the red carpet feels like you're selling something that has nothing to do with you. If you do it with someone else, it's like we're saying, 'Oh! We come as a pair! Would you like to buy both of us? We're available for weddings and Bar Mitzvahs!'”
“Posing the question: does the god of love use underarm deodorant, vaginal spray and fluoride toothpaste?”
Source: Deathbird Stories
“Posing was the first job I did in which I understood what I was doing.”
“Positano bites deep. It is a dream place that isn’t quite real when you are there and becomes beckoningly real after you have gone.”
Source: America and Americans and Selected Nonfiction
“Position denotes function.”
“Position your brand as the product that excites your potential clients, making them feel like their search for a solution is finally over.”
“Position your daily actions so time is working for instead of against you.”
“Position your value not price”
“Position your value not your price”
“Position yourself accordingly to maximize your impact.”
“Position yourself as a
center of influence, the one
who knows the movers and
shakers. People will
respond to that, and you'll
soon become what you
project.”
Source: Endless Referrals: Network Your Everyday Contacts Into Sales
“Position yourself for victory through the act of constant prayer. Join the praying team if you want to win battles against the enemy.”
Source: Prayer: An Antidote for the Inner Man
“Position yourself in life according to the emergence of priorities, the influence of peer participation.”