Bunkis Juris Quotes & Sayings

She grabbed her briefcase and took a step toward him. "You don't have a last name?"
"Everyone has a last name." His hand hovered in the air, waiting. He was forcing her to cross the marble floor to meet him, and like a Luna moth drawn to a midnight moon, she drifted toward him.
When she reached him, she took his hand and looked up into his face. "Is it Jones? Smith? Or Brown?"
His lips twitched. "None of the above."
"And you won't tell me?"
"It's not necessary information."
She tilted her head, studying his angular features. "You don't look like an Adrian."
His smile broadened. "Imagine that."
"More like a Carlos, or a Juan, or a Diego."
"Those are Hispanic names."
"Aren't you Hispanic?"
"I'm anything you want me to be. — Shelby Reed

He openned the door that he assumed was the garage only to find himself in the pantry.
crap.
"Um ... grabbing some Pop-Tarts for the road," Nick said, covering his mistake. Still, they both stared at him as if he'd escaped Arkham Asylum. Offering them a fake smile, he grabbed the pastries, crossed himself, and hoped he got the next door correct.
Nope. Bathroom.
With a pain-filled groan at his rampant stupidity, Nick pretended to use it before he tried again. At least there were only two more doors to go.
Fifty-fifty chance.
Thankfully, third time was the charm. — Sherrilyn Kenyon

God has arranged strange ways for some of us to find him. Sometimes He brings us on long physical journeys; sometimes He leaves us at home and makes the journey internal. Yours has been both. You have gone a long way and struggled a great deal, but I can see from your eyes that it was not for nothing. — Abigail J. Hartman

The key to every man is his thought. Sturdy and defying though he look, he has a helm which he obeys, which is the idea after which all his facts are classified. He can only be reformed by showing him a new idea which commands his own. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

I put a spell on you and now you're mine. You can't stop the things I do. I ain't lying. — Screamin' Jay Hawkins

Artificial manners vanish the moment the natural passions are touched. — Maria Edgeworth

In Edinburgh, there was a lovely little Episcopalian Church of Scotland church on my way to the theater, so I used to pop in there and soak up the atmosphere. — Neve McIntosh

It's a thorny road for dreamers and poets who fantasize of majestic places and deep-seated desires of the heart that their hands may never hold. — Terry A. O'Neal

Frankenstein as the underdog. Not the monster. The villagers pursuing him are the monster. — Edward Field

Does this cure your depression?" he asked her. "It cures mine." Iran said, "It certainly does cure my depression. Now we can admit to everybody that the sheep's false." "No need to do that," he said cautiously. "But we can," Iran persisted. "See, now we have nothing to hide; what we've always wanted has come true. It's a dream! — Philip K. Dick