Detects Hemoglobin Quotes & Sayings

Sometimes grown ups don't act their right old age — Barbara Park

B," Holly continued to list, ignoring her. "The way he's always angled to where you are. Like he's a big arrow, pointing at you all the time. And I mean that in a metaphoric, romantic way, not like, you know, a penis. — Erin Lawless

A scoundrel is an evil heliotrope turning always in the direction of the most powerful. — Umberto Eco

The original stories are mined out, and all that's left is fool's gold. — Lauren Beukes

He smelled of something I do not know the name of which Father often smells of when he comes home from work. — Mark Haddon

I like my nuts," Mooner said. "I don't want them cut off. I'd be, like, nutless then. — Janet Evanovich

In the last 15 or 20 years, I've watched the British press simply go to hell. There seems to be no limit, no depths to which the tabloids won't sink. I don't know who these people are but they're little pigs. — John Le Carre

I don't know much about Britain. I've been working overseas for most of my adult life. So I'd like to see what sort of problems there really are here. It's a question of asking, 'Where are we going, how purposeful are we?' And see if there's anything that can be done to find possibilities for change. — Rory Stewart

I wish I could tell you me and my rock band were traveling around, strung out. No, we were a family band. Straight Partridge Family. — Bruno Mars

Bob was not a young man, and he knew about loss. He knew the quiet that arrived, the blinding force of panic, and he knew that each loss brought with it some odd, barely acknowledged sense of release. He was not an especially contemplative person, and he did not dwell on this. But by October there were many days when the swell of rightness, loose-limbedness, and gentle gravity came to him. It recalled to him being a child, when he found one day he could finally color within the lines. — Elizabeth Strout

Affliction is a sort of moral gymnasium in which the disciples of Christ are trained to robust exercise, hardy exertion, and severe conflict. — Hannah More

What can I expect here? You know the fairy tale about the man who died, don't you? He was waiting in Eternity to find out what the Lord had decided to do with him. He waited and waited, for one year, ten years, a hundred years. He begged and pleaded for a decision. Finally he couldn't bear the waiting any longer. Then they said to him: 'What do you think you're waiting for? You've been in Hell for a long time already. — Anna Seghers

If a man doesn't find ease in himself, 'tis in vain to seek it elsewhere. — Francois De La Rochefoucauld