Cortez Quotes & Sayings

Find your own voice & use it, / use your own voice & find it. — Jayne Cortez

Tears flood in you
your eyes burning
your heart scars with my name scratched deep
My face is gone
my heart betrayed by your lullabies
I'm a shadow of a girl inside
Hands are touching you
nothing takes the place of you
Heart wrench, weeps goodbye
Lullabies, beautiful and trusting
Barely breathing as they break into dust
Lonely corners me
Sweeps me off my feet
Shows me it was better for me
Fingertips holding close
your grip not as soft
Follows me to an empty bed
I can't stop the weakening of my soul
my body is dying
your tune is holding my mind
Let me go
see what I do
No control
No you
You whisper your sweet goodbye
If it is small it won't interrupt my sleep
But my heart you keep
You say it's for me
But who would be happy?
Alone left out in the cold — Mercy Cortez

The part about me being an 'okay sorcerer'? 'Not great'? No I believe I missed that.
-Lucas Cortez (Dime Store Magic) — Kelley Armstrong

The Zocalo is a magnificent space, at least four times the size of Trafalagar Square, with the National Palace on one side, the huge cathedral on the other, and in one corner part of the old Aztec City so brutally destroyed by Hernan Cortez and the Conquistadores. — Jeremy Corbyn

Dave's playing and repertoire evokes memories of the golden era of Modern Jazz, and in addition to being a nice guy he happens to be a bebopper of the finest order. — Chris Cortez

He was the devil in a Sunday hat; he dressed and acted like a civil man, but inside he was just hatred and filth. Then, I guess after what I was planning to do to save a life, I wasn't too dissimilar to him. — Mercy Cortez

Don't ever cancel my call again! I told you I would talk to you, you should have waited ... "
Shit. Shit. Shit.
"Mr. Edge, it is 5pm, I assumed my working day was done and I cancelled the phone call by accident, this phone is new, still working it out" I made it up as I went along and was surprised by my ability to lie on my feet.
"Melissa, don't play stupid. Get your arse back here or I will hunt it down and drag it back" He ordered and made me hold my breath — Mercy Cortez

They gave Mrs. Cortez a check for five hundred and eighty-three dollars - a month's rent in advance and a month's rent as security - — Ira Levin

He eyed me curiously, his eyes fluttering over my breasts, and I swallowed, knowing he was thinking things he shouldn't. His tongue snuck between his lips and lightly darted to moisten them. I heard what sounded like a moan before he moved his left hand from under the table. He tried to rest his palm on my resting hand but I inched away. I looked at his hand, and noticed the shading of where his wedding ring used to go ... My mind caught up - used to? Where was it? — Mercy Cortez

He said 'sorry,' They all fucking say sorry ... Sorry is a word, it fixes nothing; it just makes the perpetrator feel a little less like the arsehole he is. — Mercy Cortez

Forever ... ' he smiled at me, expectant, knowing I knew the end of the ominous sentence. I grinned and waited a whole minute before responding ' ... and always'. — Mercy Cortez

Do you remember what happened to Mexico when Cortez and his very fine good friends arrived from Spain? A whole civilization destroyed by greedy, righteous bigots. History will never forgive Cortez. — Ray Bradbury

And the fact is that what Cortez said actually has the ring of truth. Not that kind of girl. But neither was Peter Zell that kind of guy. Nobody is the kind of person they used to be. — Ben H. Winters

What if I say no?"
"I keep asking till the only option is yes. I always win, Ms. Payne. — Mercy Cortez

According to Cortez, the Cabals had strict policies against employing any supernatural being that might mistake them for lunch. — Kelley Armstrong

The anarch is (I am simplifying) on the side of gold: it fascinates him, like everything that eludes society. Gold has its own immeasurable might. It need only show itself, and society with its law and order is in jeopardy.
The anarch is on the side of gold : this is not to be construed as a lust for gold. He recognizes gold as the central and immobile power. He loves it, not like Cortez, but like Montezuma, not like Pizarro but like Atahualpa ... — Ernst Junger

I tried teeling myself that feeling guilty was just a sickness of some sort. That it was men without guilt who made progress in life. Men who were able to lie, to cheat, men who knew all the shortcuts. Cortez. He didn't fuck around. Neither did Vince Lombardi. But no matter how much I thought about it, I still felt bad. — Charles Bukowski

The instant Isabella Cortez left the safety of the FBI building, goose bumps skittered across her skin and her senses went on high alert. — Elizabeth Heiter

I'm bad for you. I told you I will break you and I will. I wish I knew how not to. I can't. I'm sorry. You have to take me like this ... — Mercy Cortez

I pulled him in and kissed back, and he threw his hands through my hair, his tongue licking hard over mine, picked me up by my thighs and wrapped them around him, he had a leather couch in his office and he threw me onto it, he quickly yanked his tie off and ripped his shirt off. I lay on the sofa looking over his sculpted chest, his deep pecks his hard abs, he came at me and grabbed my hair, he pulled it back exposing my throat, he kissed from my jaw down to my collarbone. — Mercy Cortez

How selfish and dark it was to count my blessings based on another's hell — Mercy Cortez

This is my story and Jethros' journey, through my eyes — Mercy Cortez

Cortez looked like someone newly in love, the way only twenty-four-year-olds can look. — Stieg Larsson

Who are you Jared? The man who wants to fuck me and own me, or the man who held me when I had a nightmare? — Mercy Cortez

I would do almost anything for him to kiss me; his possessive lips and eager tongue invading my mouth, even the thought sent tingles up my numb spine and lifeless body — Mercy Cortez

No fame and glory for you, Cortez. Montezuma wasn't impressed by your fire stick this time." "Everything — James S.A. Corey

You have allied yourself with stupid, violent men, and you are trying to convince yourself that being stupid and violent will work. That makes you stupid too. I will never help you. I'll fight you now." Cortez — James S.A. Corey

Clearly it was time to consider rescheduling that optometrist appointment I'd missed last fall. — Kelley Armstrong

I am a question mark pointed at a secret, Cortez is a tool aimed at the stubborn places of the world. — Ben H. Winters

People make promises that they have every intention of keeping at the time but when it comes to cashing in, suddenly the promise loses all value. — Mercy Cortez

Rosemary and Guy Woodhouse had signed a lease on a five-room apartment in a geometric white house on First Avenue when they received word, from a woman named Mrs. Cortez, that a four-room apartment in the Bramford had become available. — Ira Levin

Melissa. Where are you planning to go?" His voice was nasally, shit, he knew I had no idea where to go.
"Well if you didn't change the apartment I was staying in I would. I was going to stay in a hotel"
"How will you do that without your purse, sweetcheeks?" he sounded so damn cocky. I wanted to hit him, somehow through the phone.
"Look, wait there, ill come down. We should talk anyway"
"I have nothing to say" I grumbled
"I have plenty" and he hung up. — Mercy Cortez

I am essence of Rose Solitude
my cheeks are laced with cognac
my hips sealed with five satin nails
I carry dreams and romance of new fools and old
flames
between the musk of fat
and the side pocket of my mink tongue. — Jayne Cortez

Psychopaths play on the fact that most of us are trusting and forgiving people. The warning signs are always there; it's just difficult to see them because once we trust someone, the friendship becomes a blinder. - The Psychopath Next Door. — Mercy Cortez

The honeymoon phase was over. He still called me his girl, still held me like I meant everything and I really wanted to believe he was still completely here with me. I looked over his body and at his sleeping face. I slowly moved out of his bed, and tip toed to the bathroom where I fell to the tiled floor and sobbed. — Mercy Cortez

It's amazing to me; when your mind is fixed on one thing, you forget everything. You forget to eat and drink and care. The only thing I could never forget was him. — Mercy Cortez

Fuck it," said Private First Class Chris Barnes, raising his hand. "Let's do it. This sounds like a great fucking idea. Who wants to get blown up?" They started laughing. Watt, Barker, Cortez, and Private First Class Shane Hoeck all raised their hands. They did not give a damn anymore. It was all so absurd to them, that they were going to drive up and down a road for the next eight hours as bomb magnets. The only thing that they could do was laugh. "Hooray! We're going out to get blown up!" they sang. "Who's on board? Hey, who wants to come get blown up? Woohoo! Yeah, dude, I am ready to go fucking die! We are all going to fucking die! — Jim Frederick

I was trying to be polite, I felt like the beast making an effort to be kind to the beauty. The only difference is that this beauty wouldn't find her handsome prince in the end. — Mercy Cortez

He laughs like, what can you do? Laughs and spreads his palms as if revealing himself, Cortez the thief, as he is and always was, the person I always knew was there but never wanted to see. I am surprised, but why am I surprised? I decided at some point that he had made my road his road, given over to me the last two months of preimpact existence, because I was on my cockamamie hero's quest and required an able and agile sidekick - I reached that conclusion without thinking about it much and put the question aside. But everybody does everything for a reason. That's lesson number one of police work; it's lesson number one of life. — Ben H. Winters

Calm down, it isn't a ring I laughed and he pushed the box across the table to me and I blushed and opened it. — Mercy Cortez

He couldn't stay if she wasn't his to claim, to trust, to love. No matter how much Chris wanted to stay, Rosa Cortez was his last link to humanity. He wouldn't settle again. — Ellen Connor

Rahul's great idea, he said that having either darkness or too much white made someone's sanity decay and made them easier to manipulate. In the dark, though, they felt they could hide, and in Rahul's words ... 'They can hide, but they can't run' he used that like a mantra. — Mercy Cortez

In the sense that I also try to reflect the fullness of the black experience, I'm very much a jazz poet. — Jayne Cortez

Jared. I have a past" I almost whispered
"Who doesn-" I interrupted him
"Please just let me speak and then you can tell me what it is you want." He nodded and l continued. I hated this. I hadn't told people. But he could find out and he would; I had to tell him. — Mercy Cortez

He swallowed hard and looked deep into my eyes so intensely, I tried hard not to look away. I didn't want him to see how mildly scared of him I was. I touched the hand in his lap and he answered. — Mercy Cortez

I leaned my face into his palm and he looked at me like it was the first time he ever saw me. I felt my heart burst. I wanted him to kiss me. I didn't care about what he owned, or what issues he had. I knew if we kissed, it would change us both. Even worse, I wanted to say I loved him. — Mercy Cortez