Ressaca No Rio Quotes

#1. No wonder we have a lot of violence in Rio: the corrupt and violent policemen meet the violent criminals in the streets. What else is going to happen? #Quote by Jose Padilha

#2. You have the most beautiful smile," Rio said. His eyes had gone deeply blue, his irises spreading to blot out the white.
"You are putting thoughts into my head again."
"No, darlin'. You're putting them there all by yourself."
"You are making me want to obey you."
"Maybe giving you a little nudge."
Nella wet her lips, which were so dry for some reason. "What exactly would you want me to do?"
Rio came closer, and she could smell the leather of his clothes, the musk of his body, feel the heat of his fingers before he even touched her. "Anything I can think of to make you do." His temperature seemed higher than that of a normal human, as she'd observed before. Humans were actually a little cooler on Bor Narga, she'd learned - an adaptation against living in an extreme desert climate - but Shareem skin was hot. Especially Rio's, especially now.
"And if I refuse to obey? You punish me?"
"Maybe. I'm not like some Doms, who reach for the whip every time their ladies disobey." He leaned to her, his voice velvet smooth, his breath hot spice. "Punishment is so much sweeter when it's begged for."
Nella tried to draw a normal breath and couldn't. She hadn't felt normal since she woke up here. "I would never ask to be punished."
"Beg, I said. And you will." He touched the swirl of hair above her ear. "You will, sweet darling. I guarantee it. #Quote by Allyson James

#3. There is no comfort like complicity. #Quote by M.L. Rio

#4. Rio: – What the hell is the point of worrying about it? I don't see Geer or Pang or Stick moping.

Jen: – No, […]. They're all busy being men. […] We're not men, Rio. We don't have to be men. #Quote by Michael Grant

#5. I remember reading once how some Stone Age Indians from the Brazilian rain forest with no knowledge or expectation of a world beyond the jungle were taken to Sao Paulo or Rio, and when they saw what it contained-the buildings, the cars, the passing airplanes-and how thoroughly at variance it was with their own simple lives, they wet themselves, lavishly and in unison. I believe I had some idea how they felt.

It is such a strange contrast. When you're on the AT, the forest is your universe, infinite and entire. It is all you experience day after day. Eventually it is about all you can imagine. You are aware, of course, that somewhere over the horizon there are mighty cities, busy factories, crowded freeways, but here in this part of the country, where woods drape the landscape for as far as the eye can see, the forest rules. Even the little towns like Franklin and Hiawassee and even Gatlinburg are just way stations scattered helpfully through the great cosmos of woods.

But come off the trail, properly off, and drive somewhere, as we did now, and you realize how magnificently deluded you have been. Here, the mountains and woods were just backdrop-familiar, known, nearby, but no more consequential or noticed than the clouds that scudded across their ridgelines. Here the real business was up close and on top of you: gas stations, Wal-Marts, Kmarts, Dunkin Donuts, Blockbuster Videos, a ceaseless unfolding pageant of commercial hideousness. #Quote by Bill Bryson

#6. But nothing happened there now of a nature to provoke a disturbance. There were no complaints to the management or the police, and the dark glory of the upper galleries was a legend in such memories as that of the late Emiel Kroger and the present Pablo Gonzales, and one by one, of course, those memories died out and the legend died out with them. Places like the Joy Rio and the legends about them make one more than usually aware of the short bloom and the long fading out of things. ("The Mysteries of the Joy Rio") #Quote by Tennessee Williams

#7. Like Mardi Gras and Halloween rolled into a public party at the Playboy mansion, Rio during Carnaval is like no other place on earth. And the freak-flags fly like the color guard of an invading army. #Quote by James Schannep

#8. He pressed his lips against her forehead in the gentlest of kisses. "I'm going to make love to you, Grace. Not right this minute. I'm not going to pressure you or rush this. But from the moment I saw you on that video surveillance tape, you were mine. I have no explanation for it. I don't even entirely understand the connection. But it's there, and I think you feel it too. I'm willing to wait until the moment is right, but you're mine. #Quote by Maya Banks

#9. I'm universal. As much as I can get out a 'Firework' with Katy, I can get a 'Lil Freak' out with Usher. Or a 'Lay It Down' with Lloyd. I can get Caribbean as I did on 'Rio,' then go from there to working with No Doubt. #Quote by Ester Dean

#10. This is the most beautiful place on earth.
There are many such places. Every man, every woman, carries in heart and mind the image of the ideal place, the right place, the one true home, known or unknown, actual or visionary. A houseboat in Kashmir, a view down Atlantic Avenue in Brooklyn, a gray gothic farmhouse two stories high at the end of a red dog road in the Allegheny Mountains, a cabin on the shore of a blue lake in spruce and fir country, a greasy alley near the Hoboken waterfront, or even, possibly, for those of a less demanding sensibility, the world to be seen from a comfortable apartment high in the tender, velvety smog of Manhattan, Chicago, Paris, Tokyo, Rio, or Rome - there's no limit to the human capacity for the homing sentiment. #Quote by Edward Abbey

#11. Rio chuckled. "Are there Doms and subs on Ariel?"
Nella blinked up at him. "I really have no idea. I don't think we've done a survey. #Quote by Allyson James

#12. I moved to New York when I was 10, from Rio de Janeiro. So there was no need for driving: I took the subway, cabs and the bus. #Quote by Jordana Brewster

#13. Welbeck will be the main man and I have no doubt he will flourish. Imagine the pace Arsenal will have when everyone is fit. #Quote by Rio Ferdinand

#14. A level three asking a level one for advice? What happened? Did your whip malfunction?"
"Stop it, I'm laughing so hard." Rio set down his ale glass, licking the spicy ale from his lips. "Here's the thing. I'm sexy as hell, I have women crawling at my feet, begging for me. I can make them orgasm by looking at them and telling them they want to. What I don't know how to do is . . . touch them."
"What are you talking about? You touch women all the time."
Rio shook his head. "No, I fuck them. I tease them. I spank them. I don't touch them."
"Ah, I think I see what you mean. Who's the woman?"
"A gorgeous, redheaded virgin." Rio broke off. "I don't know why, but she's made me more turned on than I've ever been in my life." No, he did know why. She was beautiful, sweet, lickable and he wanted to fuck her and fuck her until he couldn't take any more.
"Uh-oh," Aiden said.
"What uh-oh? And wipe that grin off your face. #Quote by Allyson James

#15. Maybe I was accepted to Harvard only because of my tennis skills, since I definitively had no great academic achievements. I was 17 and only thought about surfing and playing tennis. I had almost never left Rio de Janeiro and had never been to the United States. #Quote by Jorge Paulo Lemann

#16. Rio crouched beside Nella's left knee, leather stretching over his thighs. He rested his hand on her leg. "You don't need to be afraid of us." His hand was large and warm. A need to relax flowed through her, a need to trust, to put her fate in his so-strong hands.
"Yes, she does," Rees said softly.
"Pay no attention to the man with the large hard-on," Rio said. #Quote by Allyson James

#17. Sometimes, she said, she could recognize a place just by the quality of the light. In Lisbon, the light at the end of spring leans madly over the houses, white and humid, and just a little bit salty. In Rio de Janeiro, in the season that the locals instinctively call 'autumn', and that the Europeans insist disdainfully is just a figment of their imagination, the light becomes gentler, like a shimmer of silk, sometimes accompanied by a humid grayness, which hangs over the streets, and then sinks down gently into the squares and gardens. In the drenched land of the Pantanal in Mato Grosso, really early in the morning, the blue parrots cross the sky and they shake a clear, slow light from their wings, a light that little by little settles on the waters, grows and spreads and seems to sing. In the forests of Taman Negara in Malaysia, the light is like a liquid, which sticks to your skin, and has a taste and a smell. It's noisy in Goa, and harsh. In Berlin the sun is always laughing, at least during those moments when it manages to break through the clouds, like in those ecological stickers against nuclear power. Even in the most unlikely skies, Ângela Lúcia is able to discern shines that mustn't be forgotten; until she visited Scandinavia she'd believed that in that part of the world during the winter months light was nothing but the figment of people's imagination. But no, the clouds would occasionally light up with great flashes of hope. She said this, and stood up, adopting a #Quote by Jose Eduardo Agualusa

#18. Are Shareem slaves?" she asked.
Slavery had been outlawed for millennia on Ariel, but she knew that some planetary systems still practiced it.
"No," Talan said quickly.
"Well," Rio drawled. "We can be if you want. #Quote by Allyson James

#19. Hollywood, what a place it is! It is so far away from the rest of the world, so narrow. No one thinks of anything but motion pictures or talks of anything else. #Quote by Dolores Del Rio

#20. In The New Biographical Dictionary of Film, David Thomson argues that Brennan should have won awards for even better performances in To Have and Have Not (1944), My Darling Clementine (1946), Red River (1948), The Far Country (1955), and Rio Bravo (1959). Thomson counts no less than twenty-eight high caliber Brennan performances in still more films, including These Three (1936), Fury (1936), Meet John Doe (1941), and Bad Day At Black Rock (1955). Brennan worked with Hollywood's greatest directors - John Ford, Howard Hawks, William Wyler, King Vidor, and Fritz Lang - while also starring in Jean Renoir's Hollywood directorial debut, Swamp Water (1941). To discuss Brennan's greatest performances is also to comment on the work of Gary Cooper, Henry Fonda, Dana Andrews, Spencer Tracy, John Wayne, Humphrey Bogart, Lauren Bacall, Anne Baxter, Barbara Stanwyck, Lana Turner, Linda Darnell, Ginger Rogers, Loretta Young, and many other stars. #Quote by Carl Rollyson

#21. That's it," Rayna said, pushing my laptop closed. It was about a week before the Rio trip, and she and I were at the kitchen island working on term papers.
"Rayna!" I complained. "I could've lost my work!"
"Please. You hadn't typed anything in the last hour. Consider this a one-person intervention: Who is he and why haven't you told me about him?"
I felt the blush rise into my face. "Who is who?"
"Seriously? You're going to play that with me? Clea, it's obvious. You're practically delirious; you've been a million miles away since we got back from-" She gasped and smacked my arm. "Oh! My! God! It's Ben, isn't it? I did interrupt something the night we got back from Paris. It's Ben, and you haven't told me because you didn't want me to say I told you so, when I so told you so! You loser!" She hurled the epithet with a grin of such complete delight that I almost hated to tell her the truth.
"No! Rayna, it's not Ben. It's not anyone."
"Liar."
"Okay, it's not anyone real, I said, grimacing. #Quote by Hilary Duff

#22. Nella had the sudden flash of seeing Rio, in his leather leggings, kneeling with thighs spread, his hands behind him, his brawny wrists encircled by wide cuffs with a chain between them.
Rio's gaze locked to hers, his eyes nearly filling with blue, as though he knew what was in her head.
Then she noticed Rees. He'd stilled, his irises also widening. His large hand moved to cup Talan's waist and pull her toward him. The tunic couldn't hide the fact that his cock was stiffening and lengthening.
"Better stop whatever you are imagining," Dr. Laas said to Nella, amusement in her voice. "You have two Shareem males erect and randy in front of you, and you're only wearing a sheet. Who knows what the consequences will be?"
"Can they read my mind?" Nella asked in surprise.
"No," Rees said, his voice rumbling and low. "Your pheromones."
"They pour over us like water, sweetheart," Rio said. "When your body is craving us, we get all hot and bothered. We can't help it." He moved to her. "Later, I'll make you tell me what you were thinking about."
Bad idea. A very bad idea.
Talan seemed the only one able to take the situation in stride. She broke away from Rees and came to Nella. "You poor dear. I imagine you are quite confused. Come and sit." She glanced at Rio. "Couldn't you find her any clothes?"
Rio shrugged. "I like her the way she is. #Quote by Allyson James

#23. He was too spotless to talk of blood and murder like Macbeth, but in the red glare of the fire he no longer looked so angelic. Instead he was handsome the way you think of the devil as handsome - forbiddingly so. #Quote by M.L. Rio

#24. You know everyone calls you 'nice'...but that's not the word. You're good. So good you have no idea how good you are. #Quote by M.L. Rio

#25. I want to compete in the next Olympics. If I go to Rio, it will be my third time, which is a rare feat for an Indian athlete. For me, Olympics is important because it's the biggest event on earth for a sports person. I hope this time around I come back with a medal. #Quote by Vijender Singh

#26. I love both the sun and the moon, day and night. But I enjoy the day the most because I live in Rio and I can play sports. #Quote by Rodrigo Santoro

#27. This doesn't just involve you, honey. If it did, then what you suggest might be the best option. But it involves Shea and, by proxy, everyone at KGI because now you and your sister both are part of us. We don't run from a fight. It's not what KGI is about. KGI is about family. It's about protecting what matters the most to us. It's about never letting anyone take what is ours. You and Shea are ours now, we'll protect you with our last breaths. #Quote by Maya Banks

#28. He has always been a slippery little git!
(on Joe Cole) #Quote by Rio Ferdinand

#29. I love you, Rio," Nella whispered, barely able to form the words.
"Love you too, baby," Rio said, his voice as broken as hers. "I've known that a long time." He grinned. "You know what I didn't know? I really hate space travel. #Quote by Allyson James

#30. Vision

The rainbow touched down
'somewhere in the Rio Grande,'
we said. And saw the light of it
from your mother's house in Isleta.
How it curved down between earth
and the deepest sky to give us horses
of color
horses that were within us all of this time
but we didn't see them because
we wait for the easiest vision
to save us.

In Isleta the rainbow was a crack
in the universe. We saw the barest
of all life that is possible.
Bright horses rolled over
and over the dusking sky.
I heard the thunder of their beating
hearts. Their lungs hit air
and sang. All the colors of horses
formed the rainbow,
and formed us
watching them. #Quote by Joy Harjo

#31. Rio lowered his head and licked Nella from her shoulder to her neck. "You feel it," he whispered. "You feel her wanting him. I can feel you feeling it." He chuckled. "You can feel me feeling you feel it."
His leggings stretched over his cock, huge and stiff, the length of it pressing her backside. "You want me there," he said.
"Yes."
"You don't know why, and you are not ready to take me. I'd hurt you if I took you now."
Nella dragged in a breath. His tongue moved to her ear, tracing the shell of it, breath burning.
"It would hurt," he said. "And you'd love it. I'm Shareem. I could make you love it."
"Yes," she gasped.
"But I won't." He teased the tips of her breasts with slow touches. "I'll never hurt you. I'll give you only the good kind of hurt. #Quote by Allyson James

#32. But if one could go back in time, I'd love to have been directed by Howard Hawks, who's one of my great heroes. One of the greatest directors there ever was. He directed probably one of the greatest westerns of all time in 'Rio Bravo'. #Quote by Stephen Fry

#33. Rio in four years; I've got more inspiration in the last two, three weeks. I'm sure I'm going to get more in the Paralympics in the next coming weeks, so by the end of this season, I'm going to take a month off, and then the next four years is going to be good. #Quote by Oscar Pistorius

#34. Tamara Bunke was the only woman to fight alongside "Che" during his Bolivian campaign. She was an East German national, born in Buenos Aires, Argentina, on November 19, 1937, of Communist activist parents. As a child, her home was frequently used for meetings, hiding weapons and conducting other Communist activities. After World War II, in 1952 she returned to Germany where she attended Humboldt University in Berlin. Tamara met "Che" Guevara when she was an attractive 23-year-old woman in Leipzig, and he was with a Cuban Trade Delegation. The two instantly hit it off as she cozied up to him and, having learned how to fight and use weapons in Pinar del Rio in western Cuba, she joined his expedition to Bolivia.
Becoming a spy for the ELN, she adopted the name "Tania" and posed as a right-wing authority of South-American music and folklore. In disguise, she managed to warm up to and entice Bolivian President René Barrientos. She even went on an intimate vacation to Peru with him. #Quote by Hank Bracker

#35. I'm a big fan of Clint Eastwood, but the Westerns I draw from most directly come from an earlier period in Hollywood. I actually look back at movies like 'Rio Bravo' and others I've liked over the years, and I capture pictures from the movies and use them as a reference for the scenes I create. #Quote by Steve Sheinkin