Disharoon Park Quotes & Sayings

Well, that settles it," Jason said with mock severity. "Such condescension tells me what I had long suspected."
"Which is . . ."
"That George Bambridge was not raised with the benefit of a sister. — Kate Noble

But isn't whipping some poor bastard's ass what Dominatrices do? I mean,at least that's what they do in pornos. Oh God, you don't want to pee on me do you? ". She shot him a dirty look and he grinned. "What? — Ann Mayburn

What has kept the world safe from the bomb since 1945 has not been deterrence, in the sense of fear of specific weapons, so much as it's been memory. The memory of what happened at Hiroshima. — John Hersey

Self-attachment is the first sign of madness, but it is because man is attached to himself that he accepts error as truth, lies as reality, violence and ugliness as beauty and justice. — Michel Foucault

I feel alone, I've always felt alone and I push everyone away because I'm a prat like everyone else, and no one knows me and I fear no on one will ever know men for as long as I live, and I give up and in the end I just shout shit, shit, shit until I lose my voice. — Erlend Loe

I realized that one cannot reveal oneself without mannerism, without some evident trace of one's personality. But all the same one should not go too far in that direction ... — Georges Braque

Before you look to blame another, look within yourself, for at some point you have not listened to your own instincts. — Leon Brown

We are all actors: being a citizen is not living in society, it is changing it. — Augusto Boal

In love, writing is dangerous, not to mention pointless. — Alexandre Dumas

If you can achieve winning a league championship, that, to me, is the full test of the team and management because it is over the full season and you have a lot of problems you have to overcome. — Walter Smith

Daughters of the attitude that produced them, certain women will not appeal to us without the double bed in which we find peace by their side, while others, to be caressed with a more secret intention, require leaves blown by the wind, water rippling in the dark, things as light and fleeting as they are. — Marcel Proust