Allice Haidden Quotes & Sayings

Willa came around to Finn's side of the bar. She was tiny, barely came up to his shoulder, but she was like a mother cat when riled. He knew better than to go toe to toe with her, especially when she was giving him The Look. But he wasn't in the mood. "No," he said.
"You don't even know what I'm going to say."
"You're going to say I'm being a stupid guy," Finn said. "But newsflash, I am a guy and sometimes we're stupid. Deal with it."
"I wasn't going to say that." She paused when he slid her a look and she sighed.
"Okay, fine, I was. But you are being stupid. — Jill Shalvis

In Northern Ireland, I truly, effortlessly, knew who I was. I knew where I belonged. I felt completely and utterly secure. — Kenneth Branagh

When you make a film that is based in reality, reality will come up all around it. — Mario Van Peebles

Danger manifests itself in many ways, Peter. Brilliance of mind can be as dangerous as a loaded weapon. — Gemma Malley

The worst calamity: 'To have eyes and fail to see.' — Helen Keller

Typing is no substitute for thinking. — Richard Hamming

He knew the law of such things: people in brightly lit places cannot see into the dark. — Marie Rutkoski

I've never cared for guns. In fact, when I did 'Scent of a Woman' I had to learn how to assemble one. — Al Pacino

It's not adviseable to always go around doubting others all the time. However, it is logical. — Carroll Bryant

She broke into sobs, and turned her back to him. It would almost have won round any man but Angel Clare. Within the remote depths of his constitution, so gentle and affectionate as he was in general, there lay hidden a hard logical deposit, like a vein of metal in a soft loam, which turned the edge of everything that attempted to traverse it. It had blocked his acceptance of the Church; it blocked his acceptance of Tess. Moreover, his affection itself was less fire than radiance, and, with regard to the other sex, when he ceased to believe he ceased to follow: contrasting in this with many impressionable natures, who remain sensuously infatuated with what they intellectually despise. He waited till her sobbing ceased. — Thomas Hardy

According to Benedict's scheme, the community reads through ... the entire book of Psalms every week. The monks are therefore exposed ... to all the despairing, doubtful, bitter, vindictive, jingoistic, nationalistic, and seemingly racist passages in the Psalter. It is not that every sentiment expressed by a psalmist is admirable, but that in praying the Psalms, we confront ourselves as we really are. The Psalms are a reality check to keep prayer from becoming sentimental, superficial, or detached from the real world. — Richard H. Schmidt