Cute Acorn Quotes & Sayings

Being a McKettrick meant claiming a piece of ground to stand on and putting your roots down deep into it. Holding on, no matter what came at you. It meant loving with passion and taking the rough spots with the smooth. It meant fighting for what you wanted, letting go when that was the best thing to do. — Linda Lael Miller

Creighton tried to smile again. The result fit him like panty hose on a mastiff. — Jonathan Kellerman

I've missed you so fucking much," he said quietly. "Nothing has made sense in my life without you. — Elizabeth Finn

For it is in the field where meaning is constitutive that man's freedom reaches its highest point. There too his responsibility is greatest. There there occurs the emergence of his existential subject, finding out for himself that he has to decide for himself what he is to make of himself. — Bernard Lonergan

Paint stripes on a toad, he does not become a tiger. — George R R Martin

Support a compatriot against a native, however the former may blunder or plunder. — Richard Francis Burton

I believe in happiness. I'm just not sure love will actually get you there. — Katharine McGee

What most people do is give space to people's quality and deal with their garbage. Actually, you should do it the other way around. Deal with who they are and give space to their garbage. Keep interacting with them as if they were God. And every time you get garbage from them, give space to the garbage and go back and interact with them as if they were God. — Werner Erhard

I was calling you earlier when your name and number flashed up on my cell's screen. But instead of it being you, it was Chris."
"You still have my number programed into your phone? — Shaye Evans

Life is not a dress rehearsal - every day is opening night. — Peter J. Daniels

Is it strange that I feel better about going into a den of rebels than I did when I had to entertain the women of the Italian royal family? — Kiera Cass

What's the point of thinking about how it's going to end when it's just the beginning? — Judy Blume