Chmielnicki Pronounce Quotes & Sayings

I discovered the slip dress, which I think is one of the more French things because when you take off your clothes, even when to go into a shop to buy something, or you're going to Riccardo Tisci to try on a suit, it's like having protection. — Carine Roitfeld

Open to them your hand to the shore, watch them walk into the sea.
Press upon them all they need, see them yearn for all they want.
Gift to them the calm pool of words, watch them draw the sword.
Bless upon them the satiation of peace, see them starve for war.
Grant them darkness and they will lust for light.
Deliver to them death and hear them beg for life.
Beget life and they will murder your kin.
Be as they are and they will see you different.
Show wisdom and you are a fool.
The shore gives way to the sea.
And the sea, my friends,
Does not dream of you. — Steven Erikson

Very good laws may be ill timed. — Montesquieu

How did you kill the Ashman in the forest last year?"
"I shot him with an arrow."
"What kind of arrow?"
"A sharp one."
Nate rolled his eyes. "Really, dude? A sharp one? — Chelsea Fine

When life gives ya lemons, THROW EM'! — Kevin Weldon

I believe most people are born with the potential to have same-sex and opposite-sex attractions. However, homophobia creates an internal split, locking up a natural part of a person's psyche, sometimes to the point where the person is unaware that part exists. — Charlotte Sophia Kasl

Emotions blasted into me with such force, I backed up until the wall stopped me. Then there was nowhere to go as a geyser of tormented anguish flooded me, drowning my anger under its depths. It turned into glaciers of ruthless resolve that chilled my sense of betrayal until it crystalized and shattered. Finally, an inferno of love swept over the remains, burning all my hurt with its searing, excruciatingly beautiful flames. — Jeaniene Frost

My talent is to speak my mind. God won't object if you bury that talent. — John Wesley

He held his hands tightly together and cursed his daughter for bringing the terrible world, with its humiliation and longing, back to his door. — Maile Meloy