Author Sandra Neil Wallace Quotes & Sayings

Hey, Reece."
There was nothing but silence for a while and I waited.
Then Reece said, "Expected it to happen eventually, darlin', but didn't expect it to hit me that hard the first time I heard a man answer your phone. — Kristen Ashley

Silk and Shadows is something else. Like brilliant. It got under my skin as very, very few books have. It's still under my skin. Mikhal was haunting. — Loretta Chase

I love you," he said softly, his hand stroking her back. "And I'll do anything for you. You know that, right?"
Mia smiled, her heart overflowing with emotion. "I love you more..."
"That would be impossible," he told her, and the intensity in his voice startled her. "I love you so much it hurts. — Anna Zaires

A perceptive French critic has argued that in an age of deepening illiteracy, when even the educated have only a smattering of classical or theological knowledge, erudition is of itself a kind of fantasy, a surrealistic construct. — George Steiner

I was a great friend of the Europeans. I grew up in Wiesbaden. I love Germany very much. — Tyler Drumheller

I'm very low-maintenance, and that is a problem. I'm not demanding at all, and sometimes I feel that I should be throwing tantrums. But since I don't party or socialise, and am very low-key, I think that makes me very low-maintenance. Actually, I'm the most boring person at a party. — Esha Gupta

... The moral philosophy and spiritual conceptions of men and nations should hold their own amid these formidable scientific evolutions ... No material progress, even though it takes shapes we cannot now conceive, or however it may expand the faculties of man, can bring comfort to his soul. — Winston S. Churchill

Little Joe was still behind him. Eli could feel it. He wanted to look back, but he couldn't. The tears were too close. If he were Fancy, he'd turn around and kick and buck and moo and do just about anything to keep his calf near. But Eli wasn't Fancy; he was a farmer. — Sandra Neil Wallace

His voice goads me and then I register the perfect rhythm he is creating in my tightly wound body. One, two, and then three fingers fill me, his hand rocking flawlessly against my quivering clitoris as he fucks me. Slowly at first and then the tempo increases as Shaw builds the pace. Before I know it I am panting as the sensations consume me. Eyes shut tight, I feel myself grinding against what feels like the palm of his hand or maybe his wrist, loving the friction it creates as Shaw penetrates me over and over again. — Felicity Brandon

If words don't have vibration behind them, and a real feeling behind them, then they're just words. — Charlotte Rampling

Obviously, the Sixties was a time when everyone wanted to experiment, and then everything became very formulated and corporate, so artists tended to get pushed into a kind of pattern. Now, I think that has continued with the emergence of televised talent shows like 'X Factor.' — Steve Winwood

Please. I don't make sense with you and you don't make sense without me and you know it. we only ever worked together. — R.K. Lilley

They got a manure machine in there," Keller said. He went up to the barn and peeked through a hole between tow boards. "On wheels. It's fun to ride sometimes, when you don't care how you smell. — Sandra Neil Wallace

Milkers don't spend half as long with their mothers." Eli spread his chore coat over Little Joe. "Not more than a few weeks. Sometimes one day. Maybe not even ... If you were a peeper, it'd be even worse. They don't even get to see their mamas. They're still jelly beans when they're left alone to hatch. — Sandra Neil Wallace

On the contrary, they adored the Party and everything connected with it. The songs, the processions, the banners, the hiking, the drilling with dummy rifles, the yelling of slogans, the worship of Big Brother - it was all a sort of glorious game to them. All their ferocity was turned outwards, against the enemies of the State, against foreigners, traitors, saboteurs, thought-criminals. It was almost normal for people over thirty to be frightened of their own children. And — George Orwell

If you have the understanding to first notice the signs, continue with the courage to follow them. — Nikki Rowe

WHERE DOES FIRE GO when it goes out?" Anna asked. Stephen shook his head. The answer he gave was remote. "Nowhere, Anna. It just goes away. We've been over this before." They had. And Anna still didn't like the answer. Why does the fire ever have to go away? She refused to concede the point. Not when he said it and not - nearly two years later - when she remembered him having said it. — Jill Alexander Essbaum

Pa never told stories like Grandpa. Or treated the barn like family. Eli knew how Grandpa's own pa had built the barn by hand, hauling bluestone for the foundation behind a stubborn ox with horns as wide as a tractor. How the smell of the plank walls was like family and how you never washed your chore coat so the animals would smell that you were family, too. — Sandra Neil Wallace

September 10, 2016
"Because of my love for the Human Race :
I could love, you, even more."
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Amen — Petra Hermans