Cullan And Cullan Quotes & Sayings

If you were a child and every time your relatives had a few drinks, they'd be running after you with scary faces and big hands to pull you back to sing Don't Cry For Me Argentina, you wouldn't like singing either. — Roisin Murphy

Suzanne likes thrills, but she hates being uncomfortable. — Agatha Christie

Parts of my soul had always been missing, but I felt whole for the first time. The emptiness inside of me was gone and had been replaced by a warm glow that made my entire world look brighter and more bearable. I had to have more. — Elizabeth Garrison

You never told me you love me." He said bitterly.

Alynna looked down. If only Cullan knew, she is saying those words every time she lays her eyes on him, when she thinks of him, when she watches him on his sleep...

And right this moment.

I love you so much, Cullan, it hurts. — Nicholaa Spencer

I need to know something, and I need you to answer me in full honesty." Cullan said, breaking the silence. Alynna nodded.

"When you saw me kissing that woman...were you jealous?"

Alynna looked in his eyes. Was I jealous? She asked herself.

"Yes, I was."

Cullan heard enough. He raised his head and brushed his thumb against Alynna's soft lips. Just that simple admission from her made him feel alive, as if it was all he had been waiting for a long time. — Nicholaa Spencer

You said she has no travel records leaving Italy?"

"Yes sir."

"So there is a great possibility that she is still here in Italy, isn't?"

"Yes sir."

"What is 'true love' in Italian?"

Secretary Wood showed surprise in his boss' peculiar question that was so not in line with their topic.

"Uh...it's 'vero amore', sir." Secretary Wood answered, looking at Cullan as if he already lost his marbles.

"Okay. Find my wife as soon as possible, Secretary Wood. I want my vero amore back to me." Cullan said with vindiction. — Nicholaa Spencer

A long time ago. I came to the understanding that all men are friends by convenience and enemies by choice. — John Christopher

The accepted and betrothed lover has lost the wildest charm of his maiden in her acceptance of him. She was heaven whilst he pursued her as a star: she cannot be heaven, if she stoops to such a one as he. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Surely with as good reason as had Archimedes to have the cylinder, cone and sphere engraved on his tombstone might our distinguished countrymen leave testamentary directions for the cubic eikosiheptagram to be engraved on theirs. Spirit of the Universe! wither are we drifting, and when, where, and how is all this to end? — James Joseph Sylvester

Elvis, stop dat! You know it is taboo to whistle at night. You will attract a spirit. — Chris Abani

Cullan was not getting enough sleep without Alynna beside him, and as much as he did not want to admit it, he knew that he is missing her so much his heart ache. He never saw her smile anymore, and it was killing him. Alynna lost the sparkle in her eyes, and had it replaced with sadness.

Alynna's face always had the look of mourning, and he wasn't even dead yet. — Nicholaa Spencer

I've not had Botox, no. — Paul Weller

The lawyer's pouch is a mouth of hell. — Henry George Bohn

I think I'm always looking to write for the 12 year old in me. — Cullan Hudson

Cullan was already inside her room, walking toward her. The sliding door was reduced to shards.

"I asked you nicely." Cullan said in a loud voice. "Why won't you even-"

"Is swearing nice to you?"

"You riled me up!"

"You kissed another woman! — Nicholaa Spencer

Why did no one tell him that loving someone who does not love him back is like him jumping stupidly off a cliff, knowing that there is no one waiting below to catch him?

"If you shall leave, then leave knowing that you are, and will always be...my life's best part."

Alynna wept as she kissed Cullan, and he kissed her back in equal fire, as if it was their last. — Nicholaa Spencer

I am an aphrodisiac. — Santosh Kalwar

A man that steps aside from the world and has leisure to observe it without interest and design, thinks all mankind as mad as they think him. — E. F. L. Wood, 1st Earl Of Halifax