Cosy Sunday Quotes & Sayings

Most comedies are really hard to write, or to watch, because you kind of generally know what's coming. — Steve Martin

I don't want to tame him. I fell in love with him first. — Airicka Phoenix

I saw Al Foster with Miles Davis the other week. It was beautiful. But, the whole thing was, Al Foster played as well as everybody else, but all of them were quite brilliant under Miles Davis' direction. — Charlie Watts

Satisfaction in life doesn't jump on you, you work for it, you earn it. You will not sit in a place, fold your hands and expect to be satisfied with life. — Jaachynma N.E. Agu

I certainly believe that improving our intelligence is of important national interest. — Jeff Sessions

If you have once thoroughly bored somebody it is next to impossible to unbore him. — Elizabeth Von Arnim

Piano
Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.
In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song
Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong
To the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outside
And hymns in the cosy parlour, the tinkling piano our guide.
So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamour
With the great black piano appassionato. The glamour
Of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast
Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past. — D.H. Lawrence

We would be deliberately violating the fundamental obligations we assumed in the Act of Bogota establishing the Organization of American States. — J. William Fulbright

Talks since the end of the Chinese civil war in 1949 when the Republic of China government — Anonymous

Well, a girlfriend once told me never to fight with anybody you don't love. — Jack Nicholson

He grunted and stirred, withdrawing from her. She only had a moment to be disappointed and then he flipped her to her back and rose over her, powerful and male. He casually parted her legs with his knees and thrust into her again, hot and hard.
She gasped at the swift invasion, the lovely feeling, and then his face was next to hers, his big palms cradling her cheeks.
"What I want," he drawled, "is ye. Nothin' else. — Elizabeth Hoyt