Drake Buried Alive Quotes & Sayings

As Byron shouldered his way inside behind her, she gave him a friendly smile and stood on her toes to brush his chin with a kiss. Mikhail stiffened, then immediately wrapped a possessive arm around her waist. "Carpathian women do not do that kind of thing," he reprimanded her.
She tilted her chin at him, in no way intimidated. "That's because Carpathian males have such a territorial mentality - you know, a beat-their-chest, swing-from-the-trees sort of thing." She turned her head to look at the couple lying on the floor. Her indrawn breath was audible.
"Jacques," she whispered his name, tears in her voice and in her blue eyes. "It really is you." Eluding Mikhail's outstretched, detaining hand, she ran to him.
Let her, Gregori persuaded softly. Look at him. — Christine Feehan

Pleasure has its time; so too, has wisdom. Make love in thy youth, and in old age attend to thy salvation. — Voltaire

If I'm in the car after a bad game, I may think about ways I need to improve. But the second I reach home, the game's over. Work doesn't come inside with me. Same thing in reverse - I don't bring my personal life into the ballpark. Learning to keep it all separate has made life easier. — Matt Kemp

So many men treat their wives badly, or indifferently, or with barely contained impatience. Josh doesn't mind
no that's not right
he insists on openly showing his love and respect for me. — Lynn Morris

Twilight is the hour I love,' he told her, 'the hour where nothing is quite itself, all things teetering at the edges of their names. Here I can be alone and a stranger to myself. — Keith Miller

The frontier I think makes brothers of us all — Eleanor Catton

Depression is state of deep anxiety. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Are you sure, V? I mean, I never want to push you to do anything your not ready to. — Tara Oakes

The artist is always engaged in writing a detailed history of the future because he is the only person aware of the nature of the present. — Marshall McLuhan

I have always loved Naoko, and I still loved her. But there is a decisive finality to what exists between Midori and me. — Haruki Murakami