Dialled In Quotes & Sayings

I dug the untraceable phone Patch had given me out of my handbag and dialled his number.
"I have a free couple of hours," I told him, walking toward my car, which was parked on the next block. "There's a very dark, very secluded barn in Lookout Hill Park behind the carousel. I could be there in fifteen minutes."
I heard the smile in his voice."You want me bad."
"I need and an endorphin boost."
"And making out in an abandoned barn with me will give you one?"
"No, it will probably put me in an endorphin coma, and I'm more than happy to test the theory. — Becca Fitzpatrick

Never keep your brain so full that people's opinions take up every pew in your mind, and truth has to be "born again" before it is believed. — Shannon L. Alder

Don't act like I didn't for you.
I did. Hard. And for a long time.
So please, forgive me if now that we're over, I'm exhausted. — Cecily Von Ziegesar

I worry about how accessible cosmetic surgery has become. Of course, if it has genuinely helped people, and their confidence has grown as a result; who am I to form an opinion? — Erin O'Connor

He was pressured to be a bit more upbeat, but upbeat did not come naturally to Steve Eisman. He could fake upbeat, and sometimes did, but he was happier not bothering. — Michael Lewis

Thomson sought the wilderness, never seeking to tame it, but only to draw from it, its magic of tangle and season. — Arthur Lismer

And who exactly is supposed to eat all of that?" I asked Jonathon telepathically.
"Don't worry we'll put on a show like we're eating. Danny and Mason will probably eat all of it anyway." He said back.
"You're probably right." I said laughing silently in my head remembering how they devoured the pancakes this morning and how I had no doubt they'd do the same with the cake. It would be like watching semi-evolved cavemen hunt. Minus the loincloths of course. — Micalea Smeltzer

My last vivid boyhood fright from books came when I was 15; I was visiting my uncle and aunt in Greenwich, and, emboldened by my success with 'The Waste Land,' I opened their copy of 'Ulysses.' The whiff of death off those remorseless, closely written pages overpowered me. So: back to soluble mysteries, and jokes that were not cosmic. — John Updike

The GP, who she called immediately, fingers shaking as she dialled, exclaimed with joy. She didn't thinkdoctors were supposed to do that - register an emotional reaction to an outcome. — Elizabeth Noble