Emniyette Atamalar Quotes & Sayings

Life is a worthwhile adventure. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Some colors are very difficult to render, and you must compensate to get the color you want on the screen. — Claude Chabrol

Legend holds that seesaws became popular with girls because on the upswing they were able to catch a glimpse of the world beyond their cloistered walls. — Alan Brennert

If you think of having a family as being loved as a child, cared for - I did not experience that. — Daniel Pauly

There is no such thing as a good influence, Mr. Gray. All influence is immoral - immoral from the scientific point of view." ========== The Picture of Dorian Gray (Oscar Wilde) - Your Highlight on Location 266-267 | Added on Sunday, March 1, 2015 1:43:12 AM to influence a person is to give him one's own soul. He does not think his natural thoughts, or burn with his natural passions. His virtues are not real to him. His sins, if there are such things as sins, are borrowed. He becomes an echo of some one else's music, — Anonymous

I don't pretend to love someone who hurts me.
I do something that prevent us hurting each other. — Toba Beta

Sometimes I often wonder: What would happen in our world, if all of humanity's children threw a revolution of love & kindness instead of war, hate & violence? — Timothy Pina

As a developing musician, skiffle became a platform for me to start playing music. — Van Morrison

She lifted the tails of his elegant silk evening shirt. "Some that don't reach my knees?"
He cleared his throat. He liked her wrapped in his shirt, surrounded by him. "Well, actually, as Joshua knows, that is one of your annoying habits. You like to run around in my shirts. You think they are much more comfortable than your own clothes."
Alexandria regarded him with wide blue eyes. "Oh, I do, do I? I take it you grumble about it."
"Often, to Josh. We laugh together about the idiosyncrasies of women. He thinks you look cute in my shirts."
"And what would give a little boy an idea like that?"
He looked unrepentant. "I might have mentioned it a time or two."
His golden eyes slid over her body, making her aware of her bare skin beneath his shirt, of every curve of her body, of the fact that they were completely alone in some secret chamber of his home.
"It is true, after all. You do look cute in my shirt. — Christine Feehan

How could the wind be so strong, so far inland, that cyclists
coming into the town in the late afternoon looked more like
sailors in peril? This was on the way into Cambridge, up Mill
Road past the cemetery and the workhouse. On the open
ground to the left the willow-trees had been blown, driven
and cracked until their branches gave way and lay about the
drenched grass, jerking convulsively and trailing cataracts of
twigs. The cows had gone mad, tossing up the silvery weeping
leaves which were suddenly, quite contrary to all their exper-
ience, everywhere within reach. Their horns were festooned
with willow boughs. Not being able to see properly, they
tripped and fell. Two or three of them were wallowing on
their backs, idiotically, exhibiting vast pale bellies intended by
nature to be always hidden. They were still munching. A scene
of disorder, tree-tops on the earth, legs in the air, in a university
city devoted to logic and reason. — Penelope Fitzgerald

Beautiful thoughts hardly bring us to God until they are acted upon. No one can have a true idea of right until he does it. — William Ralph Inge