Dirty Chats Quotes & Sayings

Work hard - beat out half the team. Be committed, play fair as a team player - Beat out another quarter of the team. The last quarter is your desire and beliefs, and where you are playing. — John Kessel

Love isn't a fairy tale.

It's messy.

It's dirty.

It's painful, and it's ugly.

Until it's not.... — Jordan Marie

I lean against my sister's shoulder. "I thought lightning wasn't supposed to strike in the same place twice."

"Sure it does," Izzy tells me. "But only if you're too dumb to move. — Jodi Picoult

Love the wife of your youth. Never abandon her. — Lailah Gifty Akita

I whirled around and saw no one. No psychotic mad scientists, anyway.
"Jackpot, Max! Jackpot!" It was was Fang, and he was giggling hysterically.
For those of you just joining us, Fang doesn't giggle. Especially hysterically.
So for a second, this seemed like one of the weirder dreams of recent days. — James Patterson

I always check my harness before I do a stunt; I test-drive the cars I have to race or explode; I'm present at all pyrotechnical rehearsals; and I walk through everything step-by-step. No man should put their life in someone else's hands unless they have covered their own safety from all angles. — Akshay Kumar

What is that in his hand?"
"A cleaver. As in-"
"Butcher's knife."
"You got it."
"I hope not."
"He does not look happy."
"Are you sure it's a he?"
"I don't want to know. — Ridley Pearson

We are sitting in a fortress. Outside it is getting dark. — J.R.R. Tolkien

Where do you get your ideas?' people are always asking authors they admire, which I've always thought was another way of asking, 'How did you get my ideas, which I didn't know I had until you put words to them?' We are known, appreciated, even cherished by our favorite writers; every word of our favorite books seems to have been written for us. Within their sentences and paragraphs, those writers are forever available, forever patient, including us in their compassionate recognition of the impossible, exhausting complexity of being human (those "many thousand" selves), never ignoring us or abandoning us or finding us dull. It's you, they whisper, as we turn their pages, you are the one I've been waiting to tell everything to. — Suzanne Berne