Brilleneyes Quotes & Sayings

I think what you have to recognise is everybody has their own deal, and everybody has challenges. Do I think that it was easier for me because at a certain point in my career I didn't have children? Yeah, I think absolutely so. But everybody has their own deal. — Beth Brooke

Being a journalist, Hacker had no particular talent for reporting facts. — Jonathan Lynn

I can't fight pirates without coffee. — James S.A. Corey

Fate is the same for the man who holds back, the same if he fights hard. We are all held in a single honor, the brave with the weaklings. A man dies still if he has done nothing, as the one who has done much. — Homer

I used to cry myself to sleep wishing I was ugly because of the way men leered at and disrespected me. — Evangeline Lilly

A gangster must always be prepared to kill a friend. It is one of the many open secrets of the business, since it is the truest test of his ability to rule and command the respect of his crew. To eliminate a sworn enemy requires little more than opportunity, luck and the willingness to pull a trigger. But to end the life of someone once considered close, regardless of any previous betrayal, requires a determination that few men possess. — Lorenzo Carcaterra

Take the risk, it could lead to something beautiful. — Lovely Goyal

This distinctness of things argues not a spontaneous generation but a prevenient Cause; and from that Cause we can apprehend — Athanasius Of Alexandria

You gotta promise to never leave me. I-I ... you just gotta."
Her response is, "You have to promise to try to love me back. What you're doing to me ... that's not how you treat a person you love, Twitch."
I've loved you since you were six.
Kissing her once more, I tell her without hesitation, "If you promise to never leave me, I will love you. And be good to you. I'll treat you like a queen."
My queen. I heard somewhere that a king only bows
down to his queen. And I'm bowing down to Lexi. My chest aches. I don't know if I like this love thing. — Belle Aurora

The wind was cold and cut into her even though it was at her back, but she loved the wild sound and the salt smell of it and the deepened sense of solitude it brought. — Mary Balogh