Distens O Quotes & Sayings

I have very long legs and I hate driving anything unless it's a boat or an ATV in the jungle. I like to sit in the back of a car, where I can look out the window, answer my emails on my iPad, or hold hands with a pretty girl. — Jean Pigozzi

Whether people know it or not, I'm a big nature guy. I like snowboarding, I like fishing, and those are my ways to wind down. — Daymond John

You scientists are the worst photographers in the world and you need the best photographers in the world and I'm the one to do it. — Berenice Abbott

Slumped to the floor. The pit of blackness welcomed her to let go and fall into the murky depths where conscience and pain ceased to exist.
Hands to her head, face to the stone, screaming without sound, she pushed back hard.
For nine months she'd tasted happiness, a chance at the closest thing she'd known to peace and a real life. For nine months the rage and violence that had defined so many of her years had finally ebbed, and now those who had no right had come with impunity to rip her out of this newfound calm, throwing her into an impossible situation where no matter what she did or what she chose, the end result would be a return to madness. — Taylor Stevens

Love: It will kill you and save you, both — Lauren Oliver

I grew up with a lot of people who are famous now. I was friends with Hilary and Haley Duff. They are such lovely girls. I have watched their careers blossom, which I am really happy for. I grew up with Ashley Tisdale; we used to both live in Valencia, so we used to hang out back in the day. — Madeline Zima

The best idea is the simplest. — David Ogilvy

Sometimes it seems your ever-increasing list of things to do can leave you feeling totally undone. — Susan Mitchell

You're controlled by your cunt. Who controls your cunt, controls you. — C.D. Reiss

I say, Bertie," he said, after a pause of about an hour and a quarter.
"Hallo!"
"Do you like the name Mabel?"
"No."
"No?"
"No."
"You don't think there's a kind of music in the word, like the wind rustling gently through the tree-tops?"
"No."
He seemed disappointed for a moment; then cheered up.
"Of course, you wouldn't. You always were a fat-headed worm without any soul, weren't you?"
"Just as you say. Who is she? Tell me all. — P.G. Wodehouse

It was easy to conclude: The night was young and alive, in its ever so subtle way. — Lauren Lola