Beaufays Tennis Quotes & Sayings

The poem you sent me was as fiery and virile as anything you've ever written - or anybody else, for that matter. Especially the second part went to my brain like the flaming liquor of insanity. No one else besides Jack London has the power to move me just that way. — Robert E. Howard

Some kids look at me strange in the hallways because I don't decorate my locker, ... — Stephen Chbosky

Down the hall I could hear the thud of basketballs, the blare of the time-out horn, and the shouts of the crowd as the sports-beasts fought: Lisbon Greyhounds versus Jay Tigers.
Who can know when life hangs in the balance, or why? — Stephen King

He had a Halloween party and I dressed up as The King. One of the more enjoyable nights I've had. Nobody recognized me. They recognized me, but they recognized me as Elvis. I might have to bring that back to Indianapolis. — Peyton Manning

He smiled wryly. "I'm not such a terrible person, you know."
She sighed. "I know."
Something about her resigned expression made him grin. "But maybe a little terrible?" he teased.
She brightened, their return to levity obviously making her much more comfortable with the conversation. "Oh, for certain."
"Good. I'd hate to be boring."
-Anthony & Kate — Julia Quinn

The thing is, you don't want to overact or be full of yourself. — Penelope Ann Miller

I don't do much press. I don't like to talk about my music too much before I do it. — Skrillex

Vanity: my favorite sin. — Al Pacino

All at once, because life's too short and it's always like magic when you find a good thing. All at once, because I'm much too wise to not know that lightning can't really hit the same spot twice when it comes. All at once because right now, surrendering to irrationality seems to be the only thing that makes sense. — Nessie Q.

Just remember that even the purest of souls have darkness in them. It might be hard to spot. Perhaps they've perfected the art of covering it from the world. Or maybe it's hidden in a dark corner of their mind. But it's there. No one in this world is scar free. — Calia Read

She looked up at him, wondering when it was that this man, her brother, had become so wise. If he'd yelled one more word, spent one more minute speaking to her in that mocking voice, she would have broke. She would have broke, or she would have hardened, but either way, something between them would have been ruined.
But here he was, Anthony of all people, who was arrogant and proud and every inch the arch nobleman he'd been born to be, kneeling at her side, placing his hand on hers, and speaking with a kindness that nearly broke her heart. — Julia Quinn