Defaria Car Quotes & Sayings

Mr. Doctor, that loose gown becomes you so well I wonder your notions should be so narrow. — Elizabeth I

I am what you made me, Father. — Jamie Ford

We can't change minds without knowing what's in them. — John F. Kerry

You threaten my balls every day."
"That's because they're hanging around my sister," Rose snaps. I hate that she makes a good point. "And you have full right to threaten my eggs or fallopian tubes. Have at them."
I grimace. "I'm not going anywhere near your vagina. — Krista Ritchie

I have lived in the only decades I could have lived in, and hope to live through at least a few more. — Orson Scott Card

I myself smoke, but my wife asked me to speak today on the harmfulness of tobacco, so what can I do? If it's tobacco, then let it be tobacco. — Anton Chekhov

Realize that your gift does not belong merely to you — Sunday Adelaja

Let us be charitable, and call it a misleading feature — Larry Wall

Nature made us ... nature did it all ... not the gods of the religions. — Thomas A. Edison

I wish I could view the belly that oozes over the top of my pants as a badge of maternal honor. I do try. I make sure that the women whose looks I admire all have sufficient fat reserves to survive a famine, and I make a lot of snide comments about the skeletal likes of Lara Flynn Boyle and Paris Hilton. — Ayelet Waldman

I think maybe my greatest weakness is that I trust people too much. I'm too trusting. And when they let me down, if they let me down, I never forgive. I find it very, very hard to forgive people that deceived me. So I don't know if you would call that a weakness, but my wife said "let up." — Donald Trump

Sonnet LXXXI
And now you're mine. Rest with your dream in my dream.
Love and pain and work should all sleep, now.
The night turns on its invisible wheels,
and you are pure beside me as a sleeping ember.
No one else, Love, will sleep in my dreams. You will go,
we will go together, over the waters of time.
No one else will travel through the shadows with me,
only you, evergreen, ever sun, ever moon.
Your hands have already opened their delicate fists
and let their soft drifting signs drop away;
your eyes closed like two gray wings, and I move
after, following the folding water you carry, that carries
me away. The night, the world, the wind spin out their destiny.
Without you, I am your dream, only that, and that is all. — Pablo Neruda