Cansema Quotes & Sayings

The world needs more people like you, Odette." She smiled to lighten the mood."And you, Jorgen Hortman. — Melanie Dickerson

The sudden loss of her father was like living with a wound that would never heal, yet her memories of him were fading more and more every day. — Frank Beddor

The breach between the mind and body can't be healed by more knowledge."
"Then we'll go shopping. It's the only way to solve a crisis. — Barry Webster

It was like a bad dream, in which people one knew quite well behaved fantastically, and one was powerless to escape from some dreadful doom. — Georgette Heyer

If so, then it was also here where I came to know I can survive what hurts. I believed in my capacity to stand back up and run into the waves again and again, no matter the risk. — Terry Tempest Williams

The elder Bush explained later that "watching your son taking a pounding from his critics was much, much harder" than being president. "Barbara quit reading the papers and watching the new, but I couldn't do that — Nancy Gibbs; Michael Duffy

Civilisation isn't a thing that you build and then there it is, you have it forever. It needs to be built constantly, recreated daily. It vanishes far more quickly than he even would have thought possible. — Steven Galloway

You're my miracle! The fact that you and I came together, that we met, that I found the love of my life. That's a miracle, Millie! I'm so grateful for that. So many people don't get that. We did. It's a miracle I was awake enough not to miss it. And it's a miracle you loved me back. — Amy Harmon

Following his doctor's orders, Nikita (Khrushchev) has cut his drinking in half. He's leaving out the water. — Bob Hope

Despite everything you've tried over the years, isn't it a fact that your mind still produces unpleasant pictures? — Russ Harris

Are you scared?" she purrs. "Been too long? Out of practice?" Her head cocks to the side, a bad-girl grin on her face.
And then her words register.
Too scared to shag her? I can't even dignify that with a response. I can't even sputter. And then she gives me a purple-nurple, twisting my nipple.
"Oy!" I grab her wrist, the mad little cat. I should spank her arse for that.
Suddenly my towel is gone and my body is announcing just how much I've enjoyed her naughty act, complete with the ripping-off-of-the-towel finale. — Wendy Higgins