Dzmitry Aleinik Quotes & Sayings

I love him so much it's like a thread piercing me. Punching holes. Dragging through. Stitching love into me. I'll neve robe able to untangle myself from this feeling. The color of love is surely this robin's-egg blue. — Sally Thorne

And though I couldn't explain why, I undid my jacket and made sure I could reach my Beretta tucked into my belt at the back. It was that sort of place, that sort of night. — Terry Hayes

There was enough tension in the room to send a fleet of the nervous running for their tranquilizers. — Charlaine Harris

At a certain point in their existential experience, the oppressed feel an irresistible attraction toward the oppressor and his way of life. Sharing this way of life becomes an overpowering aspiration. — Paulo Freire

I have always considered myself an artist and painting was the first medium that I claimed. — Scott Avett

If you could just see your face," she told me. "You look like a cat in a bathtub. — Patricia Briggs

What's a man,' she pursued, 'especially an ambitious one, without a variety of ideas? — Henry James

The future is electronic. It's radio, television and the Internet; it's not really newspapers anymore. — Will McDonough

I love words. They're fun. I don't think any word can just be filler. There's no room for it. It's like a puzzle. Every song can be written a million times. How can you say it differently? — Kacey Musgraves

You have to manage a system. The system doesn't manage itself. — W. Edwards Deming

Forgive me,' Poe repeated earnestly.
I nodded coldly. I was not above acting like a child; I was hardly more than one.
'I want you to have this,' he said, fishing a gold watch and chain from his pocket. He took a step toward me. I stood my ground. He closed the distance between us, the timepiece in his hand. 'It belonged to my father, David Poe--not John Allan, who fostered me but would not adopt me. My real father was David Poe, Jr., the actor. It's said that he abandoned my mother and me. It's a lie. He died--too young: He was only twenty-seven.'
I accepted his gift. It felt substantial in my hand. In spite of myself, I was pleased to have it. — Norman Lock