Alynda Davis Quotes & Sayings

When a child is bruised physically or emotionally, parents often reward him with a treat. — Marilu Henner

Sometimes an organization doesn't need a solution; it just needs clarity. — Ben Horowitz

Steve Zahn and I like to go to dinner, and we love to go to Chef Donald Link's Herb Saint. — Kim Dickens

He could not see a belt without hitting below it. — Margot Asquith

Nonetheless the man (Hitler) had a remarkable ability to transform himself into something far more compelling, especially when speaking in public or during private meetings when some topic enraged him. He had a knack as well for projecting an aura of sincerity that blinded onlookers to his true motives and beliefs.. — Erik Larson

I'm the light to his darkness. There's no escape; he's a part of me. — Amy A. Bartol

6 weeks since the Rapture "Now this I say, brethren, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God; neither doth corruption inherit incorruption." Corinthians 15:50 — Phillip W. Simpson

If a guardian angel had told me this would happen. If they'd come to me the night before you stole me and explained the atrocities I would live through, I would still have come with you." - Nila — Pepper Winters

Margarine? That's not food. I Can't Believe It's Not Butter? I can. If you're planning on using margarine in anything, you can stop reading now, because I won't be able to help you. — Anthony Bourdain

All of the designers I have met up to this point have been very nice, although upon being introduced to Karl Lagerfeld, he looks me up and down and dismisses me with the not super-kind, "What can you write that hasn't been written already?"
He's absolutely right, I have no idea. I can but try. The only thing I can come up with right now is that Lagerfeld's powdered white ponytail has dusted the shoulders of his suit with what looks like dandruff but isn't ... seated on a tiny velvet chair, with his large doughy rump dominating the miniature piece of furniture like a loose, flabby, ass-flavored muffin over-risen from its pan, he resembles a Daumier caricature of some corpulent, overfed, inhumane oligarch drawn sitting on a commode, stuffing his greedy throat with the corpses of dead children, while from his other end he shits out huge, malodorous piles of tainted money. How's that for new and groundbreaking, Mr. L.?
— David Rakoff

You were doing a TV show - you don't realise that you're also making social commentary at the same time. — Amber Benson

Marijuana. Boy, I thought that was just terrible. How could this great man do this to his life? — Tommy Rettig

You know, typically a nickname is shorter than the given name."
"Is it?" he asked in mock seriousness. "Oh. Well, tell you what, you can call me ... "
She waited several beats, thinking of more than a few unkind examples. "I can call you what?" she finally asked.
"That's it." He shot her his bone-melting smile. "You can just call me. Anytime."
She rolled her eyes, refusing to give in to the smile that threatened. "That sounds like a line from one of your movies."
He shot her a triumphant look. "Ah, ha! I knew you were a fan. — Jennifer Shirk