Amarante Font Quotes & Sayings

Babies need not to be taught a trade, but to be introduced to a world. — G.K. Chesterton

Powerful women are either sexually voracious rulers like Catherine the Great or Elizabeth I, or treacherous bitches like Cleopatra or Helen of Troy — Bill Gates

Just because I'm choosy about what I want - in this case, enlightenment, or peace, instead of money or prestige or fame or any of those things - doesn't mean I'm not as egotistical and self-seeking as everybody else. — J.D. Salinger

In fact, after that ride across Amaya, he still had blisters in all kinds of places where blisters shouldn't be. — Maggie Stiefvater

I was bullied at school. — Cameron Russell

We thought you fell down a hole and died somewhere."
"Close. I was with Blackburn. — S.J. Kincaid

Just keep in mind the feeling 'I am', merge in it, till your mind and feeling become one. By repeated attempts you will stumble on the right balance of attention and affection and your mind will be firmly established in the thought-feeling 'I am'. Whatever you think, say, or do, this sense of immutable and affectionate being remains as the ever-present background of the mind. — Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj

Get out." Marcus' eyes went freezing cold, his face as hard mask, the cleaned but unstitched slash making him look far more dangerous. "I don't want to deal with this carp right now."
"I've never gotten in, so how the hell can I get out? — Joey W. Hill

I see the old even as I am looking at the new
the storefronts now occupied by up-to-date boutiques and trendy retail shops. It's almost like being in two places at the same time. — Mary Lois Timbes

Remember, remember the fifth of November of gunpowder treason and plot. I know of no reason why the gun powder treason should ever be forgot. — Alan Moore

Years later the lights of the growing city would erase the stars from the sky, but back then they shone through the branches like jailed fireflies. — Leslye Walton

Open your mouth," Liam told me. I shook my head. He pushed forward into me again, and his dick felt even bigger and harder now. Holy shit, this was turning him on. Kidnapping girls turns him on. Fuck. FUCK. "Open. Your. Mouth," he said again, and this time the menace in his voice was unmistakable. His prick nudged me again, and then his hips, shifting, sliding it slowly up the crack of my ass. I felt a whole new level of fear. Who is this man? — Joanna Wylde