Quotes & Sayings About Daiquiri

I don't think that time has much to do with whether God hears you or not; but I do believe that time has something to do with whether or not your faith is built up as you pray and ask. I don't believe that God will ever give much to those who hove their little conscience-easer prayers in the morning and evening. If you cannot take 1/48th of your day to be alone with your mighty God and King, I rather doubt that He is going to do very much through you. — Dawson E. Trotman

One good thing about being locked in a cage: No responsibility! — Kristen Schaal

A frozen daiquiri of a scorching afternoon is soothing. It makes living more tolerable. — Tallulah Bankhead

I was convinced that the Natural History Museum was missing only one thing: a unicorn. Well, a unicorn and a dragon. Also it was missing werewolves. (Why was there nothing about werewolves in the Natural History Museum? I wanted to know about werewolves.) There were vampire bats, but none of the better-dressed vampires on display , and no mermaids at all, not one - I looked - and as for griffins or manticores, they were completely out. — Neil Gaiman

How can you fight stupidity effectively? The answer is simple: it's not easy. — William C. Brown

The liberals' present furor over the CIA's covert operations against al-Qaida suggests that they harbor a death wish not only for themselves but also for the whole country. — Bob Tyrrell

Please, honey," he whispered, "make tacos. Eat 'em. Watch television. Do whatever. But however it ends, when you go to sleep, crawl into my bed. — Kristen Ashley

Hi, Max," she said, pushing her shades up onto her curls.
"I hope your wearing sunscreen," i said, "your gonna have hella wrinkles by the time your ten."
"Want some daiquiri?" she offered, pointing at a blender.
"Is it traitor flavored?" I asked. — James Patterson

Playing a sinner is very liberating! — Michelle Yeoh

There is in the sadist - good as he may be, indeed the better he is - a thirst for evil that malefactors cannot satisfy. — Marcel Proust