Corpitol Quotes & Sayings

Lured by smooth roads onto a new turnpike, he read with surprise the rules he was handed, don't stop, don't turn around, pay when you get there; he made his escape at the first exit he saw, for fiftyfive cents, and now he was on the old road buzzing the staid turnpike by turns over and under, teasing it crazy. — Douglas Woolf

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU MOTHERFUKERS! It was ... Dumbledore! — Tara Gilesbie

I love you, Godric St. John, and now I'm breaking my word. I will not leave you. You may either come with me to Laurelwood or I'll stay here with you in your musty old house in London and drive you mad with all my talking and relatives and ... and exotic sexual positions until you break down and love me back, for I'm warning you that I'm not giving up until you love me and we're a happy family with dozens of children. — Elizabeth Hoyt

As they sat at the table, she did not like the girls talking among themselves, or discussing matters she knew nothing about, and she did not encourage any mention of boyfriends. She was mainly interested in clothes and shoes, and where they could be bought and at what price and at what time of the year. Changing fashions and new trends were her daily topic, although she herself, as she often pointed out, was too old for some of the new colours and styles. Yet, Eilis saw, she dressed impeccably and noticed every item each of her lodgers was wearing. She also loved discussing skin care and different types of skin and problems. Mrs. Kehoe had her hair done once a week, on a Saturday, using the same hairdresser each time, spending several hours with her so that her hair would be perfect for the rest of the week. — Colm Toibin

Find happiness in tribulation, too. Find it in joy alone and you could lose it, sooner or later, and be left with nothing. — Siddharth Katragadda

if one could learn the most important things in life, one would still have to learn how to keep quiet about them. — Peter Nadas

I watched the surrounding landscape with great curiosity, and I wanted to discover the words that could describe all its unspoiled beauty. — Daniel J. Rice

I don't make to-do lists, but if I did, today's would have gone something like this: 1. get drunk, 2. get laid, 3. go surfing (not necessarily in that order.) Noticeably absent from the list: get arrested. And yet here I am, spending my eighteenth birthday with my back against the wall of the Colonel's hunting cabin, two FBI agents prowling the dark with their guns drawn, both trying to get me to confess to the murder of my friend Preston DeWitt. — Paula Stokes

It was announced that President Obama and his wife, when they're finished in Washington, are moving to New York City. The guy just can't get enough gridlock. — David Letterman

What the monkey!" My dad slammed through my door and burst into my room wearing nothing but his bathrobe.
We all looked up at him in surprise. "You tell us," I said.
"Oh." My dad actually looked sheepish. "It's one o'clock in the morning and I was going to tell you to shut the monkey up and go to bed. I didn't realize what was
going on in here."
"What's going on in here?" Cameron asked suspiciously.
"Maturity." My dad backed out of the room and closed the door. — Jennifer Echols

That's when he'd run and run until he was nothing more than two feet and a pair of lungs, until he coughed blood and stank of sweat and forgot for an hour or two everything that he was and what he had to do and the people who'd get hurt along the way. — Carmen Amato

One of the most infuriating traits of some philanthropoids is their practice of dragging out grantmaking decisions beyond any reasonable time frame, while failing to offer any clear signals about the real likelihood of approval. When the proposal has been solicited by the foundation in the first place - which is usually the case nowadays - this behavior is even more reprehensible. — Joel L. Fleishman

Nate: "And," he said, "boys at twelve aren't exactly slick with the ladies."
Ruby: "'Slick with the ladies'?" I said. "Are you twelve? — Sarah Dessen