Aragorns Knife Quotes & Sayings

Why are you such a manwhoring asshole?" I asked, my face inches from his.
"Why are you such a cockblocking priss?" he asked, and when I opened my mouth to tell him exactly what I thought, the fucker kissed me.
Kissed me.
Placed his lips on mine and kissed me. Under the moon and the stars, with the sounds of the waves crashing and the crickets cricketing. — Alice Clayton

Your inner book nerd will have a book nerd orgasm. — Jennifer L. Armentrout

Incapacity for true dialogue implies an incapacity for tolerance, self-reflection and empathy. — Azar Nafisi

But men often mistake killing and revenge for justice. They seldom have the stomach for justice. — Robert Jordan

Brooke was special in the sense that we grew up together on that island. — Christopher Atkins

Meaningless sex is like eating the worm at the bottom of a tequila bottle: fun in the moment, but not something you'd want to repeat over and over. - MELANTHE OF THE DEIE SORCERI, QUEEN OF PERSUASION — Kresley Cole

Riches, both material and spiritual, can choke you if you do not use them fairly. For not even God can put anything in a heart that is already full. — Mother Teresa

Even in the darkness, his smile threw shadows. — Hugh Howey

For those who feel it, nothing makes the soul so religious and pure as the endeavor to create something perfect; for God is perfection, and whoever strives after it, is striving after something divine. True painting is only the image of the perfection of God, a shadow of the pencil with which he paints, a melody, a striving after harmony. — Michelangelo

Intuition always has our best interest at heart. — Christina Baldwin

Our intention - what we desire, focus on, and think about - creates our reality. — Louise Johnson

They weren't necessarily soldiers, but you didn't have to be soldiers to be affected by it all. — John Marsden

A kiss about apple pie a la mode with the vanilla creaminess melting in the pie heat. A kiss about chocolate, when you haven't eaten chocolate in a year. A kiss about palm trees speeding by, trailing pink clouds when you drive down the Strip sizzling with champagne. A kiss about spotlights fanning the sky and the swollen sea spilling like tears all over your legs. — Francesca Lia Block

Each of us, I had written, constructs and lives a "narrative" and is defined by this narrative. — Oliver Sacks