Emily Prentiss Quotes & Sayings

I get so used to saying what I think people want to hear, I forget they might just want the truth sometimes. — Matt Malloy

This had always frightened her about marriage: how satisfied married people seemed, how unable they were to ask for more. She couldn't imagine feeling satisfied. — Brit Bennett

Life is the ability to start over again. — Joan D. Chittister

Trust your intuition. You don't need to explain or justify your feelings to anyone, just trust your own inner guidance, it knows best. — Unknown

In the 1987 stock market crash, according to the conclusions of the official Brady report, colossal sales of stock index futures by so-called portfolio insurers - whose investment strategies depended entirely on these derivatives - greatly exacerbated the 500-point market decline. — Carol Loomis

Fishing is a constant reminder of the democracy of life, of humility, and of human frailty. The forces of nature discriminate for no man. — Herbert Hoover

The wound that bleedeth inward is most dangerous. — John Lyly

I'm going to tell you something important. Grown-ups don't look like grown-ups on the inside either. Outside, they're big and thoughtless and they always know what they're doing. Inside, they look just like they always have. Like they did when they were your age. The truth is, there aren't any grown-ups. Not one, in the whole wide world. — Neil Gaiman

After six wonderful years playing Emily Prentiss, I have decided it's time for me to move on. As much as I will miss my 'Criminal Minds' family, I am excited about the future and other opportunities. — Paget Brewster

Everything is about sex, except sex — Oscar Wilde

One cannot desire freedom from the Cross when one is especially chosen for the Cross. — Edith Stein

I have a sister who is technophobic; she doesn't even use a computer. — George Takei

When I think of the farm, I think of mud. Limning my husband's fingernails and encrusting the children's knees and hair. Sucking at my feet like a greedy newborn on the breast. Marching in boot-shaped patched across the plank floors of the house. There was no defeating it. The mud coated everything. I dreamed in brown. When it rained, as it often did, the yard turned into a thick gumbo, with the house floating in it like a soggy cracker. — Hillary Jordan