Doreen Massey Quotes & Sayings

Why can't ladies like nice guys? — Jorma Taccone

I was making $50 a week as a house model at Christian Dior for nine months before I learned that photographic models made $50 an hour! — Lauren Hutton

So let everyone take sides. Team Nick, Team Amy. Turn it into even more of a game: Sell some fucking T-shirts. — Gillian Flynn

The mind is the atmosphere of the soul. — Joseph Joubert

I get into a tearing passion about something I know very little about, and when I learn more my passion ebbs away. — John Buchan

You and I are more than you and I because it's we. — E. E. Cummings

Because you understand. More than anyone. Because you know what it's like never to trust anyone - to be completely alone, lost in a disguise of your own making. Because ... because for quite some time I've - — Sara B. Larson

To express a marriage of two complementary colors, their mingling and their opposition, the mysterious vibrations of kindred tones ... — Vincent Van Gogh

You got to be pretty thin to be in the movies, or it helps. I would actually love to do it. — Gregg Allman

My first airplane trip was to Paris. I had this fantasy that I would become a model, and I did! — Jerry Hall

I could be the lone Eskimo, friend of whales and seals.
The Panopticon — Jenn Fagan

Not everyone you protect will be your friend. Not everyone you protect will be someone you like. — Richelle Mead

Everyone at school has their little group. Even the people nobody likes seem to tolerate each other enough to sit together at lunch. But I just sort of wander around by myself most of the time. It's almost be better if I thought no one liked me, if I had some weird tick or social inadequacy that cold easily explain my alienation but it's not that easy. People talk to me at school and invite me to parties, but something's missing on the smaller scale. I don't belong to anybody. I don't have anyone who is mine. — Amy Reed

MY OLD HEART was broken. It'd been replaced with something not of flesh and blood but diamond and immortality. — Pepper Winters

At 1:37 P.M. mountain time, Tierney climbed into the shotgun seat of the cruiser and said, 'How fast does this go?'
'Sir! This vehicle will go one hundred and thirty miles an hour and I am a Mormon sir and I am not afraid to drive it at that speed sir because I am confident that I will avoid hell. Sir! — Stephen King