Aulaextendidaunisimon Quotes & Sayings

He saw that I was shy, and at the time I was still scared of feeling with another person, so he put his arm around me and pulled me and put my head on his breast and gave me love actually. — Allen Ginsberg

Words, yes, formulating things, creating something from your heart, it is something very necessary, yes. — Sophie Marceau

If we do not love God and His Word what difference does it make if we love anything at all? — Martin Luther

There are things that can break you, he'd said. I almost laughed. He had no idea the thing that had broken me most completely was my belief that Barrons was dead.
One look at Lor's eyes and I decided I would wait until Barrons was back before pressing any issues with him. "You think Barrons has a weakness for me," I said. "That's what worries you."
"It is forbidden."
"He despises me. He thinks I slept with Darroc, remember?"
"He cares that you slept with Darroc."
"He cared that I burned his rug, too. He gets a little pissy about those things he likes to think of as his property."
"You two drive me bug-fuck. — Karen Marie Moning

We've got to know our history. We have to be able to bring our children to a place that they can be proud of. — Marla Gibbs

Perfection is a disease of a nation. — Beyonce Knowles

We're in a transient state - why hate our present selves? Let's save the energy for when we are eighty, when we are perhaps above, or beyond, changing. Then we can hate, if hate we must. — Ruth Reichl

Sorry! I didn't mean to say that," I mumble into the pillow next to her head.

"Oh."

"No! I mean, I meant what I said. I just didn't mean to tell you. — Victoria Denault

A weak man's always in a hurry to punish somebody, so he can show how tough he is. — Robert Ferrigno

Even death, faced with the option of death or life, she would choose life. — Jose Saramago

Mobile is the future and there's no such thing as communication overload — Eric Schmidt

In her final years she would still recall the trip that, with the perverse lucidity of nostalgia, became more and more recent in her memory. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez

He saw time turn back upon itself, a river flowing upward to the spring. He held the contemporaneity of two moments in his left and right hands; as he moved them apart he smiled to see the moments separate like dividing soap bubbles. — Ursula K. Le Guin