Cudownego Tygodnia Quotes & Sayings

Like most disguises, the cover-up was worse than honest flaw, a lesson I had yet to register on my own account. — Lionel Shriver

Let her tell stories and dance in the rain, somersault, tumble and run, her joys must be high as her sorrows are deep, let her grow like a weed in the sun. — Neil Gaiman

You have set standards for how you want to be treated and what you expect from yourself and for yourself. — Iyanla Vanzant

To execute a vision, good or bad, you've got to tune out the noise. — Jonathan Adler

You know, these conservative women, somebody really needs to go repossess their ovaries. Really, truly, they have no right to them. They are fabulous, little organs and they have absolutely no right to be estrogen-bearing beings. Okay? Just cut 'em off, let 'em go through the hot flashes, let 'em just sit there and complain about hormone therapy, okay? Just take the ovaries and get it over with. Because they don't deserve to have estrogen. They really don't. It's a privilege. — Randi Rhodes

Why do I let you do this to me?" Adam panted against his face, damp and warm, and heartbeat racing in his chest. "How do you ruin me like this? — Santino Hassell

Ah, the beautiful Celine," Desmund said, earning a smile from her. "Did I ever tell you that you remind me of a courtesan I knew once in King George's court? She was stunning to look upon and much sought after."
Celine toyed with her hair. "You flatter me, Desmund. Was she someone of noble birth?"
"No, but I believe she serviced a duke or two."
I choked on my water. Tristan reached over to pat my back, while smiling graciously at the outraged woman. — Karen Lynch

When a leader in the Church inspires council members with vision, he helps them focus on their real mission so that they are ministering to people rather than merely administering programs. — M. Russell Ballard

There was evidently no time to be lost, so, hastily adopting the Fourth dimension of Space as a means of escape, he vanished through the wainscoting, and the house became quite quiet. — Oscar Wilde

My first film role was a reporter. It's funny, because my father was a news reporter. I always thought there was something strange about that. — Peter Jacobson