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Anthon Beeke Quotes By J.Z. Colby

The universe has no place for creatures who foul their nest and then set out on a journey they cannot survive. — J.Z. Colby

Anthon Beeke Quotes By Jonathan Lethem

We were in a middle space then, in a cone of white, father and son moving forward at a certain speed. Side by side, not truly quiet but quiescent, two gnarls of human scribble, human cipher, human dream. — Jonathan Lethem

Anthon Beeke Quotes By Shaan

Composers and lyricists are not responsible for storyline and casting. One can imagine actors shouldering this responsibility, since they charge for half the film. But producers never ask actors to share the losses. Instead, they train their guns on composers and lyricists. — Shaan

Anthon Beeke Quotes By Bob Monkhouse

I know I'm a sinner, but make me a winner! — Bob Monkhouse

Anthon Beeke Quotes By Frederick Lenz

Career success is using your daily work, schoolwork, work in the world, work at home, as a way of advancing your mental state. — Frederick Lenz

Anthon Beeke Quotes By Carly Rae Jepsen

I have a couple of girlfriends who've told me some horror stories but I've never had a really terrible kiss before. — Carly Rae Jepsen

Anthon Beeke Quotes By William Gibson

Hollis blew gently on the thin tan island of foam afloat in her half pint of Guinness, to see it move, then drank some. Always a mysterious beverage to her. Unsure why she'd asked for it. She liked the way it looked more than how it tasted. How would it taste, she wondered, if it tasted the way she thought it looked? No idea. — William Gibson

Anthon Beeke Quotes By Luna Lindsey

Your American fairytales end that way. Real fairytales end in blood or tears. — Luna Lindsey

Anthon Beeke Quotes By John Steinbeck

Curley's wife lay with a half-covering of yellow hay. And the meanness and the plannings and the discontent and the ache for attention were all gone from her face. She was pretty and simple, and her face was sweet and young. Now her rouged cheeks and reddened lips made her seem alive and sleeping very lightly. The curls, tiny little sausages, were spread on the hay behind her head and her lips were parted — John Steinbeck