Explosively Pumped Quotes & Sayings

I mean, what do people talk about when they're married?" "Their kids, I guess." "Maybe that's all they have in common. — Rita Mae Brown

For me, I'm sort of a wanna-be composer, and I love being involved with the arrangements. — Joshua Bell

Tea. I find that both settles the stomach and concentrates the mind. Wonderful drink, tea. — Cassandra Clare

I'm not new to kissing. Or I thought I wasn't, but it's never been anything like this. I can't get close enough. When Jase gently deepens the kiss, it feels right, no moment of startled hesitation like I've had before. — Anonymous

We're not aware of the joy of our own immortality. When we give to someone else it opens a doorway and gives us the vision to see those we give to are God. As we see this in others, suddenly we see it within ourselves. — Frederick Lenz

An Englishman's way of speaking absolutely classifies him. — Alan Jay Lerner

A writer can do nothing for men more necessary, satisfying, than just simply to reveal to them the infinite possibility of their own souls. — Walt Whitman

To sparkle is to shine but to dazzle is divine! — C.L. Bennett

To have reservations is to show true leadership. To have certainty without question, to lead people to battle with no qualms, or to prosecute without hesitation are qualities of a tyrant. — Laura Kreitzer

As more and more technologies develop that enable us to communicate without touch (from phones to email to phone sex to virtual surgery), it seems likely that touch will become more and more stigmatized as a vehicle for contamination, both literal and symbolic. — Harvey Molotch

My bulimia was my addiction. Hurting myself was my addiction ... The music is what saved me. That's the only thing I can trust. — Nicole Scherzinger

Samuel had raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you really want us to kill each other? Adam is the Alpha - and I'm a stronger dominant than he is. Now we've both lived long enough to control ourselves up to a point. But, if we're living together, sooner or later, we'd be at each other's throat."
"Adam's house is only a hundred yards from mine," I told him dryly. Samuel would have been right about any other wolf, but Samuel made his own rules. If he wanted to live in peace with Adam, he could manage it.
"Please." His tone was as far from pleading as it was possible to get.
"No," I told him.
There was another, longer pause.
"So how are you going to explain to your neighbors that there is a strange man sleeping on your front porch?"
He'd have done it, too - so I let him move in. — Patricia Briggs