Agbani Darego Quotes & Sayings

If Not You, Who Else? — Terry Pratchett

It's amazing how clothing affects how people see - or don't see - you. — Stephanie Perkins

When we lack faith, God is not surprised by it. When we lack faith, God can supply it. When we receive the faith He gives us, God is honored by it. — Jennifer L. Lane

I think children have talent and insight, but it gets beaten out of them. — Rita Dove

Here are condoms lined with a topical anesthetic for prolonged action. What a paradox. You don't feel a thing, but you can fuck for hours. — Chuck Palahniuk

If you go off the edge, it's not cooking anymore, so you have to push it to the limit ... What are the limits? — Ferran Adria

I like pasta; it's pretty good. I'll even substitute wheat pasta in there and make it more healthy. — Prince Fielder

Hated France when I first got over here. Got on the train at Le Havre, and looked out of the window and thought it looked so exactly like America, I wanted to cry. The scenery flying past, the hills and barns and cows, were just the sort of things you keep coming across through a train window in the States. The Untrained Eye, I told myself, training it enough to see that all the signs were written in French, at the same time letting the untrained nose get its first exotic whiff of garlic from my traveling companions, and the untrained stomach its first attack of French dysentery. But still, these were the only differences. I asked myself finally what exactly did I expect France to look like? No answer. — Elaine Dundy

Do you really think I've been murdered?" Michael's voice was soft, but I still heard it from across the bedroom. He stood in the doorway with a rather solemn expression. Words failed me. Would he really want to hear the answer? If it were me, would I want to know if someone killed me? Maybe.
I took a deep breath. "I'll be honest with you. It doesn't look good. The fact that no one knows you're dead yet makes me worry that your death might have been intentional."
I stepped closer to him, staring all the way up into his face. "But if you want the truth, I don't think the reason you died was your fault. You're a pain in the ass, but you're a good guy. I'm sorry this happened to you."
He gazed at me for a handful of seconds before nodding and his hair slid forward into his eyes. For some reason, it was the first time Michael seemed human. He was always so amiable and confident that seeing him be vulnerable felt odd.
"Thank you."
"Come on. Let's go find some answers. — Kyoko M.