Createspace Independent Quotes & Sayings

The public doesn't mind people living together without being married, providing they don't overdo it. — Marilyn Monroe

Because - how do you explain that it is never inspiration that drives you to tell a story, but rather a combination of anger and clarity? How do you say: No, we do not find inspiration here, but we find a country that is as beautiful as it is broken, and we are somehow now part of it, so we are also broken with it, and feel ashamed, confused, and sometimes hopeless, and are trying to figure out how to do something about all that. — Valeria Luiselli

Everyone knows that wizards are pigheaded and come to bad ends. — Kelly Link

Will Power is
The Key And
Driver of Your Life Journey — Osazee Williams Omoregie

I was sleeping like a baby - waking up every three hours screaming and crapping my pants. — John Swartzwelder

I didn't actually think you were hanging out at Hex Hall because of your burning love for me. But that's what I'm telling all the girls back at school," I said, stabbing a forkful of eggs. "I'm thinking 'heartbreaker' might be a nice addition to my 'avenging witch' reputation. — Rachel Hawkins

Such sins, even if they do not kill all grace in us, do harm, nevertheless; and though they are only venial in themselves, they make us apt, ready, and inclined to lose grace and to fall into mortal sin. — Johannes Tauler

What Carew does with a football, I can do with an orange. — John Carew

The temperatures rising in the slow-moving air like the heat of angered flesh as capillaries squeezed, the blood in them rising to a boil. — Hugh Howey

Through her agreement. — Edith Hahn Beer

I love the entire process of being on the set and being able to create a character. It's so much fun. In 'Think Like a Man,' I have a very small part. They told me it wasn't a big budget, but I don't care about any of that. I'll do it for free simply because I love being on the set with other creative people. — Sherri Shepherd

They watched the turning colors of the sky until they faded to gray.
'Are the sunsets in Africa as beautiful?' Felicity asked.
He stirred. 'Hm? Oh. They're different. The heat rises from the ground in waves.' He motioned with his hand. 'The lower the sun gets, the more the horizon seems to ripple and move, like it's alive. It's mesmerizing.'
She freed her fingers and started back toward the house. 'I'm sorry all Cheshire sunsets have to offer are pretty colors.'
Rafe watched her retreating backside, tired of the tension between them, and tired of the way he couldn't mention anything farther away than Pelford without upsetting her - even when she lured him into the conversation, as though to test his interest. 'Lis, stop that.'
She turned and looked at him. 'Then stop preferring everywhere else in the world above Forton Hall.'
He narrowed his eyes. 'I will, if you'll stop preferring Forton Hall above all the rest of damned creation. — Suzanne Enoch

A poem is good until one knows by whom it is. — Karl Kraus