Best Jumat Quotes & Sayings

Already I've bettered my result from Snapper. It's a long year; plenty of the top guys will hopefully have one early exit, and let's just hope Snapper was mine. — Jordy Smith

People always say to me
"What do you think you'd like to be
When you grow up?"
And I say, "Why,
I think I'd like to be the sky
Or be a plane or train or mouse
Or maybe a haunted house
Or something furry, rough and wild...
Or maybe I will stay a child. — Karla Kuskin

Although she felt gratitude for what her teacher had done, she still couldn't bring herself to thank him for intensifying her hidden fears. — Valerie Ormond

Move him into the sun-
gently its touch awoke him once, — Wilfred Owen

The blind see what they want to see. — Dan Brown

Sexual harassment is becoming the modus operandi of the new world (on-line) ... It is the means by which some males are conquering and claiming the new territory as their own. — Dale Spender

I'm always shocked that gay marriage is such a big deal. You have to realize how precious human life is, when there are tsunamis and mudslides, when there are armies and terrorists - at any moment, you could be gone, and potentially in the most brutal fashion. — Jennifer Beals

How could she have forgotten what this was like, to burn on a fuse before him? — Marie Rutkoski

The prostitutes worked for a pimp now. He was splendid and cruel. He was a god to them. He took their free will away from them, which was perfectly all right. They didn't want it anyway. It was as though they had surrendered themselves to Jesus, for instance, so they could live unselfishly and trustingly - except that they had surrendered to a pimp instead. — Kurt Vonnegut

The rapture was severe, absolute as death, delivering him.
He made no effort to prolong it. The peak came fast, slamming into him with a power that took his breath, and then he tumbled into a violent, shuddering release, the spasms piercing. He came endlessly, cradling her in his arms, hunching over her as if he could protect her, even as he lunged into her with ravenous strokes.
She was shaking in the aftermath, thrills of reaction running through her from head to toe. He held her, trying to comfort her, pulling her head against his chest. His eyes were blurred and hot, and he blotted them against a velvet cushion.
It took a while for him to realize that the trembling came not from her, but him. — Lisa Kleypas