Byllye Boardman Quotes & Sayings

Yeah, yeah. I'm pretty as a doll. You can braid my hair tomorrow. — K.A. Merikan

Shawn shrugged. "Who knows? None of us ever knew much about good old great-great uncle Charles. Or should that be great old good-good uncle Charles?" he paused dramatically, sighing at the older boy cleared his throat and rolled his eyes at the lame joke.
"Some people just don't have a good sense of humor," Shawn glared. — Joe DeRouen

It would cause nothing but madness, Thomas thought. Men would fight for it, lie for it, cheat for it, betray for it and die for it. The Church would make money from it. It would cause nothing but evil, he thought, for it stirred horror from men's hearts, — Bernard Cornwell

Remember that life's big changes rarely give advance warning. — H. Jackson Brown Jr.

We all have two lives. The one we are given and the one we create. — Mary Chapin Carpenter

There's something really special for a young person to sit in an audience and discover somebody, and it's rare to do because so much of a movie's economics are based on pre-existing actors or actresses. — Craig Brewer

Black people are just constantly immature in their thinking, undisciplined, and we suffer as a people. This is not about race in the sense that black people got to get something better than whites or Latinos or Asians. This is just basically that we keep complaining about what we don't have and what we can't do, and then, when we get in positions to do stuff, we fight amongst ourselves like savages. — KRS-One

In the kitchen Enid dredged the Promethean meat in flour and laid it in a Westinghouse electric pan large enough to fry nine eggs in ticktacktoe formation. — Jonathan Franzen

Normally, she never paid calls, not on her own. But this was life after
Leo - a series of tiny, halting steps toward independence. — Tessa Dare

People who don't have much get ugly about giving up the little they have left. — Andrew Vachss

You came back for me. You pulled a fucking knife out of my leg. What the hell did I do to get you to like me so much?" "You painted my toenails. — C.L.Stone

Never till this day Did life disturb the dense eternity Of joyless quiet; never skylark's song, Or storm-bird's prescient scream, or eaglet's cry, Made vital the gross fog. The very light Is but an alien that can find no welcome — Hartley Coleridge