Christobel Storm Quotes & Sayings
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Top Christobel Storm Quotes
The Suitors Ball is fast approaching and it's a nasty reminder that my suitor will be chosen shortly. I feel sorry for the poor unfortunate guy, whichever one of them it happens to be. — Siobhan Davis
Only one man I love enough to do something like golfing for, and it's not Dad. — Kaje Harper
And what I discovered in my life is that, if you have a dream, it almost always comes true, but you have to stick to it. You have to believe very deeply in it, and the forces of the universe are helping you. — Robert Muller
I've really had good luck working with younger actors. Every younger actor that I have worked with has always been really on top of their game and fascinating to watch. — Nicolas Cage
If you have security, you can rebel; if you don't, you hold on to any scraps of it that you have. — Allegra Huston
I feel like it's God's plan for me to play football and make a difference in people's lives. — Reggie Bush
War is legitimized state-sponsored terrorism in a grand scale. — Newton Lee
You can't do over what's already been done, but you sure can undo it. Not easy, but you can undo it. — Madeleine Roux
For the storyteller, for the arrowmaker, language does indeed represent the only chance for survival. — N. Scott Momaday
I am not a Starfleet commander, or T.J. Hooker. I don't live on Starship NCC-1701, or own a phaser. And I don't know anybody named Bones, Sulu, or Spock. — William Shatner
Our obsession with security is a measure of the power we have granted the future to hold over us. — Wendell Berry
Never underestimate the power of intention. — Cheryl Richardson
The Villa Straylight," said a jeweled thing on the pedestal, in a voice like music, "is a body grown in upon itself, a Gothic folly. Each space in Straylight is in some way secret, this endless series of chambers linked by passages, by stairwells vaulted like intestines, where the eye is trapped in narrow curves, carried past ornate screens, empty alcoves. . . . — William Gibson
