Donkin Donuts Quotes & Sayings

The profoundly humorous writers are humorous because they are responsive to the hopeless, uncouth, concatenations of life. — V.S. Pritchett

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Kamil Ali - Poem, The Balance' - Profound Vers-A-Tales — Kamil Ali

In the silence of their studios, busied for days at a time with works which leave the mind relatively free, painters become like women; their thoughts can revolve around the minor facts of life and penetrate their hidden meaning. — Honore De Balzac

They made small effort to cover their raw souls with the mantle of commonplace words. — Susan Glaspell

What's so unusual about that, princess?" he asked quietly. "Do you know how your story ends? — Cornelia Funke

I would like to hear what the countess will say when she is told that you intend to bring yet one more American into the family!"
"She'll have an apoplectic fit," Marcus replied calmly, tying her corset laces. "She'll go on a screaming tirade, at the end of which she'll probably faint. And then she'll go to the continent for six months, and refuse to write to any of us." Pausing, he added with relish, "How I'm looking forward to it."

-Lillian & Marcus — Lisa Kleypas

The concept of minimum wage is crazy, if you really stop to think about it. If $8 an hour seems right, why not $20 an hour? If it's coming by order of the government, why stop at any level? Why not just say everyone should get what Gates gets? — Malcolm Wallop

I grab his hand and head for the tunnel, keeping my shoulders back and my head up, because skulking toward the nearest exit like Shaggy and Scooby tinkle-toeing is sure to draw attention. I even bark at some kids to get out of the way. If someone tries to stop us, I won't shoot them. I'll explain that the kid is sick and I'm getting him to a doctor before he pukes all over himself and everybody else. If they don't buy my story, then I shoot them. — Rick Yancey

Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination. — Voltaire

I walked along to the double doors and stood in front of them. They were motionless now. It wasn't any of my business. So I pushed them open and looked in. — Raymond Chandler