Anchorman Weatherman Quotes & Sayings
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She touched my throat with her teeth."
"Well," Drew said quietly, "that can be extremely hot, or extremely bad if the trust isn't there first."
"I should've been able to handle it."
"Bullshit." Drew snorted. "If Hawke went for my throat, I'd freeze the fucking hell where I was and start thinking of way to convince him that whatever he though I did, I didn't do."
Felix knew Drew, knew how the other man used humor to get through people, but he couldn't laugh this time. "Hawke isn't your lover."
"That's true. He's not really my type. I mean, with that hair and everything. — Nalini Singh

A racial or religious or tribal identity is a kind of fact. — Gore Vidal

Of course they didn't give us this much, Sage. But I had to make sure I nailed my first assignment. Takes a lot of tries before you hit perfection." He paused to reconsider that. "Well, except for my parents. They got it on the first try. — Richelle Mead

You ask whether the Orient is all I imagined it to be. Yes, it is - and more than that, it extends far beyond the narrow idea I had of it. I have found, clearly delineated, everything that was hazy in my mind.' 8. — Alain De Botton

I walk up right behind Frannie, where she's sitting near the door, in time to hear her say, "You know what, Tay? Go to Hell," and I smile, because I think it's cute that she's inviting her friends along. — Lisa Desrochers

Leam felt a twinge of comradery with Previous Self, who might have gotten himself laid. — Bentz Deyo

Challenge me. Treat me like a game of checkers and play me. That's all I'm asking, just play me. Treat me like Sega and play me. — Shaquille O'Neal

Dreams, as is known, are extremely strange: one thing is pictured with the most terrible clarity, with a jeweler's thoroughness in the finish of its details, and over other things you skip as if without noticing them at all - for instance, over space and time. Dreams apparently proceed not from reason but from desire, not from the head but from the heart, and yet what clever things my reason has sometimes performed in sleep! — Fyodor Dostoyevsky