Evgenia Quotes & Sayings

She risked her life to put your mind at rest,' Evgenia said. 'How great is love! — Marcus Sedgwick

(Off topic, but: What a slut time is. She screws everybody.) — John Green

her knees, which looked, in the faint blue light, as though they'd been carved by water from a bar of soap. — Charles D'Ambrosio

Tell people an invisible man in the sky created all things, they believe you. Tell them what you've painted is wet, they have to touch it to believe. — George Carlin

At any rate, they were strange fellows, these bohemians. They lounged around doing nothing and told you they were working; they were frightfully miserable and yet would tell you that they were perfectly happy. They had more troubles than others but seemed to bear them better, as if they fed on suffering. — Dezso Kosztolanyi

I'm attracted to fights. — Cynthia McKinney

To challenge humanism in any field, you must possess a uniquely biblical view of God, man, law, and time. — Gary North

Common wisdom affirms against the drinking of whiskey during daylight hours, and while I can see the merits of the argument, it is not one to which I hold. True, a few fingers of liquor, or even a wide-stretched palm, degrades your ability to cope with the world's troubles, miseries and horrors; but it also makes you less concerned about them, and since the world is certain to throw more at you than you can handle regardless, I think it a more than equitable transaction. People call me the Warden.
People call me a lot of things, but the Warden is the only one you could say inside a church. — Daniel Polansky

In a cruel and evil world, being cynical can allow you to get some entertainment out of it. — Daniel Waters

There's nothing more haunting than the cry of a child that cannot be returned with food - the most fundamental expectation of every human being. — Josette Sheeran

In a rabbit-fear I may hurl myself under the wheels of the car because the lights terrify me, and under the dark blind death of wheels I will be safe. I am very tired, very banal, very confused. I do not know who I am tonight. I wanted to walk until I dropped and not complete the inevitable circle of coming home. — Sylvia Plath

Which makes Archer and Nick-"
"Cousins," Archer filled in, still stirring his soup. "Nearly murdered by my own relative. That has to win some kind of medal for dysfunction." Then his expression darkened. "Or maybe it's just family tradition. — Rachel Hawkins