Caretto Custom Quotes & Sayings

the Christian who seems to be so overmatched, is yet so unconquerable, II Cor. 12:9; James 5:11. — William Gurnall

He was so popular you could barely look at him without being blinded by cool. — Mindy Kaling

It may be that a taste for Bittor's cooking, for his obsessive, slightly mad investigation into the nature of wood and fire and food, has been prepared by our culture's ongoing attempt to transcend all those things, not just with molecular gastronomy, but with artificial flavors and colors, synthetic food experiences of every kind, even the microwave oven. High and low, this is an age of the jaded palate, ever hungry for the next new taste, the next new sensation, for mediated experiences of every kind. — Michael Pollan

Change is never painful, only the resistance to change is painful. — Demi Lovato

I hire tea by the tea bag. — Martin Amis

He stood there a moment longer, fantasizing once again of rescuing Lori Love. She'd turned out to be a damsel in distress after all, but not the innocent, helpless kind. No, she was a damsel of a different sort. The brave kind who fought and lied and stole and did really dirty things with the knight in shining armor. Just before she sent him on his way with a pat on the back. And that was that. — Victoria Dahl

Tantric Buddhism means that we become mature adults and we learn the reality of chaos theory. — Frederick Lenz

You have to be insane before they will let you fly no more missions, but the fact that you want to fly no more missions is proof that you are not insane. — Joseph Heller

When a man is in love, jealous, and just whipped by the Inquisition, he is no longer himself. — Voltaire

Hell is paved with great granite blocks hewn from the hearts of those who said, I can do no other. — Heywood Broun

What's the difference between a liberal and a conservative? A liberal will interpret the constitution, a conservative will quote it! — Rush Limbaugh

Before I could protest, which wouldn't be wise even though I did want him to hang out longer, he placed his hands on my cheeks. My breath stalled out somewhere between my throat and chest. Leaning in, he pressed his lips against my forehead, dropping a kiss that squeezed my heart into slush. My eyes drifted shut as his lips lingered against my skin. Knocked off-kilter, I didn't move when he pulled back and stood. — Jennifer L. Armentrout

Don't mind your make-up, you'd better make your mind up. — Frank Zappa