Atta Mills Quotes & Sayings

Mist lies over the river like the icy breath of winter angels. Darkness gathers round ... and it is beautiful.
Thank you for this life, this death, whatever it is you are
that makes us finally see. — Jay Woodman

Would you do something for me? Please? Would you just picture your life for me? Thirty years from now, forty years from now? What's it look like? If it's with that guy, go. Go! I lost you once, I think I could do it again, if I thought it's what you really wanted. — Nicholas Sparks

We seem to have reached the age where life stops giving us things and starts taking them away. — Jim Broadbent

I am about as pro-Google a person as you're going to find in the media. I've had friends at all levels of the company since its founding, and still do now. — James Fallows

Leave your brother alone, baby girl. He's going adventuring. Lucky bastard." His dad dragged him into a bear proportioned hug. "Bring me back some images of the local ladies. Naked ones if you can," he whispered. "You'd need eyes to look at those, Geoffrey," his mother retorted. While they argued about his dad's interest in the human body as art, Naomi clutched his tear soaked shirt in her fists and shook him. "Be careful." "Aren't I always?" "No. — Eve Langlais

He felt goaded by her impenetrability, by what clawed at him from within. He started to growl.
Her eyes widened in surprise. Are you growling at me? — Thea Harrison

I worry very much about kids growing up in a society where they think: "I'm not going to talk about this issue, read this book or explore this idea because someone may think I'm a terrorist." That's not the kind of free society I want for our children. — Bernie Sanders

He smiled, a real smile, the kind real boys gave real girls. "It's been a very long time since anyone worried for me. — Holly Black

Don't wait for a perfect husband, love a man endlessly to make him perfect. — Debasish Mridha

I am better off with vegetables at the bottom of my garden than with all the fairies of the Midsummer Night's Dream. — Dorothy L. Sayers