Derys Gymnastics Quotes & Sayings

Never be proud but show humility towards others, true wisdom lies in being humble. — Radhe Maa

Joy is your birthright. — Sarah Ban Breathnach

By accepting out Lord Jesus Christ as my personal shaver, I stooped myself from bumming in jell. — Thomas Brown

I write because writing is power. Writing is creation. When you write, you are as a god, a deity wielding his pen like some Harry Potter staff, making whatever you want to happen, happen. By sheer force of will and some clever word placement, I can arrange all of these little symbols together to invoke emotions and ideas at a whim out of whosoever allows me to cast my spell. It does not take a man and a woman to create. It just takes a writer. — Jonathan Culver

It absolutely helped - to write the father in both 'Juicy' and 'Beasts,' I had to see the whole story from his point of view. All of a sudden I understood more of what my own father must be going through - the fear, the frustration, the anger ... the hope that he'll leave a legacy. — Lucy Alibar

So, then why am I your son?" "Because Mom and I made love, and one of my sperm fertilized one of her eggs." "Excuse me while I regurgitate." "Don't act your age. — Jonathan Safran Foer

The person who is worthiest to live, is fittest to die. — Samuel Richardson

Thank you Prince for all of your inspiration and sharing your increadible talents with the world. You will be incredibly missed. — Lindsay Lohan

You know, if you put enough pressure on coal it turns to pearls, he — Suzanne Collins

I'm a man. Men cook outside. That outdoor grilling is a manly pursuit has long been beyond question. If this wasn't understood, you'd never get grown men to put on those aprons with pictures of dancing weenies on the front, and messages like 'Come 'n' Get It! — William Geist

I don't set out to do something weird, but if you see something a certain way and it's a little left of center, and you can realize it, that's a real thrill. — Alfonso Gomez-Rejon

Don't dress for fashion, dress for yourself — Paul Smith

Please," she pleaded again, hands roaming his back, nails scraping his skin. "More." He pushed into her slowly, sinking every inch of himself inside again. "Like that?" "Harder," she demanded. "Fuck me, Corrado. — J.M. Darhower

If a man treats life artistically, his brain is his heart — Oscar Wilde