Azami Nakiri Quotes & Sayings

Was she horrid to you? I hate her if she was horrid. — Ali Shaw

I felt that the success of the enterprise was in my hands: the moment had an obscure meaning which had to be trimmed and perfected ; certain motions had to be made, certain words spoken : I staggered under the weight of my responsibility. I started and saw nothing, I struggled in the midst of rites which were invented on the spot and tore them to shreds with my strong arms. At those times she hated me. — Jean-Paul Sartre

I had seen the few things I cared about forget me seamlessly. I had seen the life I never really fit into heal up around my absence like a wound scabbed over. — Alexandra Kleeman

They called it "lovesickness," and I had to laugh. I was sick, and they were sick, and everyone who ever touched love was most certainly terminally ill. We all died from this disease of love. — C.D. Reiss

It's not me that's obsessed with my weight, it's everyone else. I know that I'm healthy, so I don't really feel the need to answer to anyone. I've never substituted a meal for a salad in my life. — Nicole Richie

It's precarious to hang onto the veracity of memory because its edges are smoothed by the river of time. — Khang Kijarro Nguyen

Most rich people are the poorest people I know. — Elsa Maxwell

Financial sense is knowing that certain men will promise to do certain things, and fail. — E.W. Howe

The idea of changing and fixing the problem of how news is presented on the Internet has been recognized for a long time. — Ezra Klein

Stop doing what is easy. Start doing what is right. — Roy Bennett

I'm considered a new Democrat, which would be considered moderate. — Carolyn McCarthy

My ma and pa are both very artistic, so I suppose it's in my blood. But my ma's the one who was into theater and such. I owe my love of it to her. If she didn't drag me to small community workshops when I was a wee little lad or exposed me to anything artistic for that matter, I wouldn't be who I am today. — Grey Damon

And, at last, I could hold him. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tightly, willing the darkness away, trying to heal him with my body, with my touch.
"I love you, Sebastian, please don't push me away. I love you."
"Oh God, Caro. I just don't know what I'm doing anymore; I'm so fucked up - I feel like I can't fucking breathe. Don't give up on me, Caro. Please don't give up on me. I need you, baby. I love you so much. I'm so sorry."
I could forgive anything now that he'd let me touch him. — Jane Harvey-Berrick