Armentrout Realty Quotes & Sayings

He was silent for a moment, staring out the window into the rain; I imagined he was contemplating the fact that his family's presence was turning the locals into giant dogs. — Stephenie Meyer

'Love Story' is actually about a guy that I almost dated. But when I introduced him to my family and my friends, they all said they didn't like him. All of them! — Taylor Swift

Then, I will be a real Italian girl, instead of a total American who still can't hear someone across the street to his friend Marco without wanting instinctively to yell back Polo! — Elizabeth Gilbert

Paxton choked on the tears that were gushing uncontrollably down his face. "This feels ... a lot like falling," he let out through his gasps for air.
Jade pulled Paxton's trembling frame against hers. His hoodie was warm from his body heat and it smelt like cigarette smoke and deodorant. "No," she corrected him. "This is just ... slipping gracefully. — Megan Duke

I've always wanted to do the right thing by a horse, that's never changed, its just that as my knowledge grew I've been able to offer the horse a better human being, as time has gone on. — Buck Brannaman

She was a large, disordered woman, like a child's drawing that didn't stay within the lines. — Jeffrey Eugenides

but look at it this way: If you've got the ugliest house on the street, you never have to look at it. — Dave Eggers

I feel happier knowing a starting point came from me. And I like stuff that gives you a physical reaction. — Anna Meredith

Have you ever seen Russian nesting dolls?"
Thrown by the questions, she opened her eyes. Why would he suddenly speak about a child's toy? "I own a few of them."
"Then you must understand that undressing you is like playing with one of those dolls. I open one to find another beneath it. I took away your gown to find you are still as clothed as you were a moment ago and I wonder how many more layers I will have to work through to get down to you - the doll I'm searching for. — Dominique Eastwick

He is in no real danger. He merely suffers from a lethargy, a sickness that is common among the depressed. He has forgotten who he really is, but he will recover, for he used to know me, and all I have to do is cloud the mist that beclouds his vision. — Boethius