Buy A Yearbook Quotes & Sayings

You just go around acting like you're saving other people so you don't have to deal with your own problems. — Tim Tharp

Noah," she whispers in reprimand.
"You've never complained when I've tried to undress you before."
Echo readjusts so she can see me, and for the first time since this morning, those eyes dance. "Yes, I have."
"When?"
"The last day of school."
"So you've complained once." When I led her to the nook of the abandoned hallway in the basement near my locker. I only meant to sneak in for a kiss during lunch, but things got hot and heavy and well ... sue me. "I didn't buy a yearbook, so I was memory-making. — Katie McGarry

If you make some comment even obliquely alluding to menstruation or menopause and its effect on my judgment," Murphy interrupted, "I will break your arm in eleven places. — Jim Butcher

You get hit over the knuckles enough, you don't stick them out anymore. — Christoph Waltz

I think kids should have a mentor and a role model, but that they shouldn't take one person's opinion to be what we call final assessment or judgment about how life is supposed to be. — Sean Paul

All actors are naughty. We're all troublemakers - horrible, attention-seeking children. 'Me, me, look at me!' — Sienna Guillory

Men are not only women's unpaid bodyguards, they actually pay to be a woman's bodyguard. — Warren Farrell

The term "forgive and forget" doesn't make sense to me. Forgiving does allow us to stop dwelling on an issue, which isn't always healthy. But if we forget, we don't learn from our mistakes. — Meg Cabot

You don't want me, Ben. I'm seven layers of fucked up with a side of bullshit. — K.A. Tucker

I'm a poet, and I like my lies the way my mother used to make them. — Aleister Crowley

I love the theater of me. — Michael Moriarty

A man is no example for a woman. It's a different thing. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

All you have to do is pick up a baseball. It begs to you: throw me. If you took a year to design an object to hurl, you'd end up with that little spheroid small enough to nestle in your fingers but big enough to have some heft, lighter than a rock but heavier than a hunk of wood. Its even, neat stitching, laced into the leather's slippery white surface, gives your fingers a purchase. A baseball was made to throw. It's almost irresistible. — Dave Dravecky