Fiduciario Banorte Quotes & Sayings

The ability to last more than six minutes - isn't that what all men want? — Jay Kay

Look at you sitting here with your legs spread and my cock so fucking deep I don't think I'll ever leave. Jesus, Addison. I thought you were perfect before. Now I fucking know it. — Ella Frank

We need encouragement, not sermonizing, and we need clear-eyed acknowledgement of the situation, not a sanctified gloss that pushes us toward saying, 'I see I must not admit my pain because, after all, I'm a Christian. I'll just have to cover it up. — David Jeremiah

It is hopeless, I cannot say it. I give a little whooping cough and raise my eyes to his face. I cannot help myself, I hate him like an enemy, I cannot stop myself dreaming of his enemy, I cannot say his name, I cannot possibly marry him. But Henry, prosaic and real, understands exactly what is happening, and gives me a sharp corrective pinch with his fingers in the soft palm of my hand. He uses his nails, he digs into my flesh, I yelp at the pain, and his hard brown gaze emerges from the mist and I see his scowl. I snatch at a gasp of air. "Say it!" he mutters furiously. I master myself and say again, correctly this time, "I, Elizabeth, take thee, Henry . . . — Philippa Gregory

To the untrained eye, Ben had nothing, at least by the bizarre rules that governed high school. But really, Ben was one of the few who wasn't pretending, one of the few who was free. — Jay Bell

Changing behavior is less a matter of giving people analysis to influence their thoughts than helping them to see a truth to influence their feelings. — John P. Kotter

For every un-universe, then, an un-philosophy that must also negate itself. — Eugene Thacker

And are you trying to tell me you aren't a little bit fascinated by me? — Kimberly Derting

Maman walks ahead, leaning back as she goes down the hill, walking so fast her hair can't keep up. — Claire King

Who will lie on her back and let her last breath curl up to the ceiling as a curse upon the invaders. — Anthony Doerr

The beauty parlor is where everything interesting in life, everything alluring, is experienced firsthand, physically, rather than through the spectrum of some screen or another. It's so emotional in there! And all these people are stroking your hair. The atmosphere is centuries old, yet very now too. Elba is not bound to our technological era. Were armageddon to befall us tomorrow and wipe our electricity and organized delivery systems, elba would still have a job. Her gossip would take the place of associated press wire services. Instead of using bleach in a bottle, she'd squeeze the juice out of an unfortunate iguana directly onto her customer's hair. A woman like elba finds a way. — Lisa Crystal Carver