Colotta Cotton Quotes & Sayings

I don't think anything has been set in stone yet. — Hayden Panettiere

His mouth is so close to mine, I feel his warm breath on my lips. "Right now, all I'm thinking about is how I'm going to get you in my bed so I can show you all the ways I can make you come."
Umm ... yes, please and thank you. — Georgia Cates

Nothing is so pleasant ... as to display your worldly wisdom in epigram and dissertation, but it is a trifle tedious to hear another person display theirs. — Ouida

You know what's the greatest part of anything ever in the history of everything? Exaggeration. No, wait; it's correcting yourself. No, better yet, it's making lists. — Demetri Martin

The attentions of Wilkie Mackenzie were a conquest, an aspiration, a dream. The fresh memory of all those women, batting their eyelashes coquettishly, it boiled in my veins. One in particular. And Wilkie looked almost amused, now that his own jealousy had eased. "Are you jealous, my love? — Juliette Miller

If your dad always has candy, how cool is he? Coolest dude in the world. My kids think I'm cool. — Lamar Odom

thinking that I had done something — Iyanla Vanzant

Love, he has abandoned me,
do with me as you will.
Love, he left - unceremoniously,
why must I love him still?
The best of me I gave to him -
the years, the days, the hours.
Precious little, in turn he'd given,
like dew to a wilting flower.
Love, he sheared away tenderly,
my beauty, my strength, my mind,
the gifts that were bestowed to me -
were swallowed in his pride.
Love, has he forgotten me?
Please tell me what you've heard,
I guard his memory jealously -
with him I'd place my worth. — Lang Leav

It was a good death. A very good death. She closed her eyes, and an hour later she gasped twice and let out one long exhale, as if her body were sighing in relief as her soul flew free of its corporeal cage. And it was strange ... Nalla woke up at that moment and the young focused not on her granhmen, but above the bed. Her little chubby hands reached high, and she smiled and cooed as if someone had just stroked her cheek.
Rehv stared down at the body. His mother had always believed she would be reborn unto the Fade, the roots of her faith planted in the rich soil of her Chosen upbringing. He hoped that was true. He wanted to believe she lived on somewhere.
It was the only thing that eased the pain in his chest even slightly. — J.R. Ward

Any conversations we hear about 'So who are Pearl Jam marketing to?' are despicable. — Eddie Vedder

It is the gentleman's job to match his pace and his step to the lady's. men do not have. All the power in the world, you see, despite what women often believe. — Mary Balogh

Any nerd who grew up around the time that I did, BBC programming was a treasure chest for us. — Chris Hardwick