Andria Blackman Quotes & Sayings

I get it that some people just don't know what to make of me. — Hillary Clinton

I started with California, and I did not like it. I flew over to Seattle, and I did not like it much. I felt like Iowa is the place - I like the people and the environment. — Liang Chow

Why is it," he asked vaguely, "that I think you are quite a decent fellow? Why do I positively like you, Gregory?" He paused a moment, and then added with a sort of fresh curiosity, "Is it
because you are such an ass? — G.K. Chesterton

Why do you always try to downplay my feelings for you?"

"I don't trust them," she says after a minute. "You claim that you love me, but you've loved other women in between. — Tarryn Fisher

Twende tu, she called out in Swahili as she buckled her helmet. I am going. — Paula McLain

Women like to believe that their men are nicer than they actually are," Jodi adds. "They make excuses for them. They don't see the whole picture, — A.S.A Harrison

She wore her sexuality with an older woman's ease, and not like an awkward purse, never knowing how to hold it, where to hang it, or when to just put it down. — Zadie Smith

And meteorologists have nothing to tell people in Philo, who know perfectly well that the real story is that to the west, between us and the Rockies, there is basically nothing tall, and that weird zephyrs and stirs joined breezes and gusts and thermals and downdrafts and whatever out over Nebraska and Kansas and moved like streams into rivers and jets at and military fronts that gathered like avalanches and roared in reverse down pioneer oxtrails, toward our own personal unsheltered asses. — David Foster Wallace

South Central Los Angeles [is the] home of the drive-thru and the drive-by. Funny thing is, the drive-thrus are killing more people than the drive-bys. — Ron Finley

Oh, you know me." Jean reached behind his neck, down behind the loose leather vest he wore over his simple cotton tunic. He withdrew a pair of matching hatchets, each a foot and a half in length, with leather-wrapped handles and straight black blades that narrowed like scalpels. These were balanced with balls of blackened steel, each as wide around as a silver solon. The Wicked Sisters - Jean's weapons of choice. "I never travel alone. It's always the three of us. — Scott Lynch