Backseats And Burnt Quotes & Sayings

If you're eating an ice cream cone, it's just very hard to believe that things have gone completely to shit. That there isn't still hope. — Jonathan Tropper

You don't have to know much, just a little bit more than everybody else. — Harold Ramis

The less effort, the faster and more powerful you will be. — Bruce Lee

For having been educated in a convent, she knew nothing of the customs or manners of the world; and found it difficult to understand that among a people piquing themselves on their liberty, it was the custom to shut a man up in perpetual confinement, to enable him to pay his debts. — Charlotte Turner Smith

I have super-supercurly hair, and it's a constant struggle. — Wendy Davis

For, medicine being a compendium of the successive and contradictory mistakes of medical practitioners, when we summon the wisest of them to our aid, the chances are that we may be relying on a scientific truth the error of which will be recognized in a few years' time. So that to believe in medicine would be the height of folly, if not to believe in it were not greater folly still, for from this mass of errors there have emerged in the course of time many truths. — Marcel Proust

Three of my tattoos can be considered spiritual or faithful. — Samuel Larsen

And then came the three-toed sloth. Stupid sloth. It was a crazy-looking beastie, all arms and bristling grey fur; its body was a blob, the kind of shape a six-year-old would draw for a pig, and its face was flattened like a racoon that had run full tilt into a brick wall. A triangular stub of a nose jutted out at an angle beneath a fringe that must have been difficult to see through. In fact, from side-on it looked disturbingly like John Lennon. — Tony James Slater

She thought that they could live together for twenty years and he might never consider asking her about marriage. Tom didn't follow the usual patterns.
If marriage was what she wanted, then she would have to be the one to propose to him. — Bonnie Dee

Acts of injustice done Between the setting and the rising sun In history lie like bones, each one. — W. H. Auden