Despotovich Law Quotes & Sayings

I turn to Raffe in front of the doors. "Paige and I will - " "I'm sure Paige will sleep better alone." For a second, I think that maybe he wants to be alone with me. I have a moment of crazy awkwardness mixed with excitement before I see his expression. Raffe gives me a stern look. So much for my theory. — Susan Ee

Would she ever get used to the way his eyes tried to speak to her from beyond the darkness that plagued him? — Paula Quinn

Home is a place where love resides and rests easy. Love should always be easy. — B.N. Toler

Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies, those transcendent moments of awe that change forever how we experience life and the world. — Sarah Ban Breathnach

I would do exactly what you are doing: I would talk to everyone I needed to, I would not tell too many people his name. When I was sure," she said, "I would find a quiet way, and I would kill him. — Alice Sebold

Like every man I am my own worst enemy, but unlike most men I know too that I am my own saviour. — Henry Miller

Where everything is words, you'd think I'd have some mastery and know my way around, but all this churning hatred, each man a verbal firing squad, immeasurable suspicions, a flood of mocking, angry talk, all of life a vicious debate, conversations in which there is nothing that cannot be said ... no, I'd be better off in the jungle, I thought, where a roar's a roar and no one is hard put to miss its meaning. — Philip Roth

Only people who claim their own voice can hear the true song of another. — Elizabeth Lesser

Christmas it seems to me is a necessary festival; we require a season when we can regret all the flaws in our human relationships: it is the feast of failure, sad but consoling. — Graham Greene

He watches the shadows cast by her hands as she sorts through their clothes scattered across the floor. The shape of her arms as she reaches up, slipping his black T-shirt over her head -- like victory. He considers the triumph of this moment, the slick of sweat on his chest. A small clatter, then the sound of a striking match. Her face glows. he reaches for her. She blows the match out, darts across the room, lights another one, glows, blows it out. — Suzanne Alyssa Andrew

In a way it was worth it, she thought, except that it was such a total waste. — Diana Wynne Jones