Best 30 quotes of Sylvain Reynard on MyQuotes

You know, the act of feeding someone is the ultimate act of care and affection...sharing yourself with someone else through food. He held another mouthful of cake under her nose. Think about it. We are fed in the Eucharist, by our mothers when we are infants, by our parents as children, by friends at dinner parties, by a lover when we feast on one another's bodies...and on occasion, on another's souls.

You, of all people, deserve a happy ending.

Beauty is vain. It appears and like the wind, it's gone

Certainly, he was the only one in the room who'd actually engaged Dante in direct conversation and informed the Poet he was an ass.

Dante perdió a Beatriz cuando ella tenia veinticuatro años y pasó el resto de su existencia llorando su muerte. Si yo te perdiera, me pasaría lo mismo. Nunca habría nadie que ocupe tu lugar. Nunca.

Don’t wait too long. Life takes unexpected turns, and we don’t always have the time we think we have.

Everyone is pretty enough in the dark,” she whispered. “No, they are not.” He kissed her before pulling back abruptly, willing himself to stop.

For you, my love, I would endeavor to pluck the stars from the sky, only to shower them at your feet.” “How do you do that?’ “Do what?” “Say things like that. That’s beautiful.” “I’ve spent years studying poetry, Mrs. Emerson. It’s in my DNA.

God wants to rescue us, not destroy us. You don't have to be afraid of being happy, thinking that he wants to take that happiness away from you That's not who he is." "How can you be sure?" "Because when you've had a taste of goodness, it helps you recognize the difference between good and evil. I believe that people like Grace and St. Francis and a whole host of other kind, loving people show us what God is like. He isn't waiting to punish you and he doesn't give you blessings just to strip them away.

Hands off the Precious, Gollum.

he shrugged. "occupational hazard of being a research assistant to a total dick".

I didn’t know what darkness was until I lost you

I don't think you comprehend the depth of my feeling for you. It goes beyond wanting to be near you, or protect you. I want you to be happy, and I want you to be treated with respect.

I'm sorry you don't want to know me anymore. I will spend the rest of my life regretting the fact that I wasted my second chance to know you. And I will always be conscious of your absence."- Gabriel to Julia.

In other words, Botticelli's ideal women look like women and not boys. They're soft and curvaceous. Healthy and rounded. Women of the size figured in this painting were considered beautiful for centuries, if not millennia. They were the aesthetic ideal during my lifetime and long after." He brought his mouth to her neck before whispering, "My ideal hasn't changed.

La gloriosa donna della mia mente

Maybe the only thing that lasts is our memories of each other...

Miss Mitchell had a lovely voice, it was true, but Miss Mitchell speaking Italian was something celestial. Her ruby mouth opening and closing, the delicate way she almost sang the words, her tongue peeking out to wet her lips from time to time...Professor Emerson had to remind himself to close his mouth after it had dropped open.

Mr. Emerson watched, almost breathless, as she swirled the wine in her glass expertly, then lifted it so that she could examine it more closely in the candlelight. She brought the glass to her nose, closed her eyes, and sniffed. Then she placed the glass to her plump lips and tasted the wine, holding it in her mouth for a while before swallowing. She opened her eyes, smiled even more widely, and thanked Antonio for his precious gift.

She comforted him in his darkness and gave him hope. She seemed to cherish a sincere affection for him, despite his failings. 'She saved me'.

—Si yo bajara en busca de tu alma, ni todos los querubines negros juntos podrían apartarme de ti. Un escalofrío recorrió la espalda de Julia. —Haría lo que fuera necesario por salvarte —añadió él y, en ese momento, su expresión y el tono de su voz no admitían discusión—. Incluso aunque tuviera que pasar la eternidad en el infierno con tal de lograrlo.

Sometimes I hear the echo of your voice in an empty hall and it reminds me that you're gone.

The Angelfucker strikes again.

The only person who can forgive me is the one I´ve wronged. That´s the power we have. We can use that power for good — to forgive someone. Or we can use it to hold on to old wrongs and hurts so that they never heal

We try to touch the stars, but we always fall back to earth.

Why do we allow people to abuse their children? Why don't we defend the sick and the weak? Why do we let soldiers round up our neighbors and make them wear a star on their clothing and cram them into boxcars? It isn't God who's evil-it's us.

Without guilt or remorse, shame was an empty emotion. Indeed, shame would not be shame.

You are my greatest virtue and my deepest vice.

You, of all people, deserve a happy ending. Despite everything that happened to you, you aren't bitter. You aren't cold. You've just retreated a little and been shy, and that's okay. If I were a fairy godmother, I would give you your heart's desire in an istant. And I would wipe away your tears and tell you not to cry. -Rachel to Julia

Your father is proud of us for having a baby.” Gabriel nodded, as he continued brushing. “That means he’s proud of us for having sex and you for impregnating me. Do you think they make T-shirts for grandfathers that express those sentiments?