Cced Unila Quotes & Sayings

Ideas keep turning over and over in my mind and they won't go away. — Jeffrey Dahmer

And Toronto's own Sergio Trujillo has redone his choreography totally, showing all the comical invention that we know he's capable of. — Richard Ouzounian

If character be irrecoverably lost, then indeed there will be nothing left worth saving. — Samuel Smiles

I use a method approach to all my sitcom work. — Casey Wilson

I was not the only young nurse to be acutely conscious of a heightened sex appeal when in uniform. Ironically, the draconian old sisters and matrons who rigidly enforced the uniform seemed to be unaware of the effect it had on the male sex. — Jennifer Worth

When I was a screenwriter, I was doing it for mercenary reasons. — James Frey

He who has no mind to trade with the Devil should be so wise as to keep from his shop. — Robert South

Line up your thoughts up for potential, take action and success will follow. — Michael Arndt

These people are civilians, Moira. Look at them. They didn't try to hurt Holcomb's workers and they're certainly no threat to the Cabal." I smiled and waved my right hand, palm out. "Come on. You know these aren't the druids you're looking for." No one even chuckled. So much for diffusing the situation with humor. — Mercedes Lackey

Remember, it is no sign of weakness or defeat that your manuscript ends up in need of major surgery. This is a common occurrence in all writing, and among the best writers. — William Strunk Jr.

People should take every opportunity they can to save money because it really adds up, and the best way I know to do that is to make your savings automatic. — David Bach

Avery?"
My eyes drifted shut.
"What?"
"You've never been kissed before, right?"
My pulse exploded."No."
"Just so we're clear," he said."This isn't a kiss."
I opened my mouth, and then his lips were on mine. A sweet sweeping of his lips across mine, breathtakingly tender and soft, and way too quick.
"You kissed me," I gasped, my fingers digging into his sweater.
"That wasn't a kiss." His lips brushed mine as he spoke. Shivers raced up and down my spine. — J. Lynn