Findasense Quotes & Sayings

Since I write in first person and have no idea what goes on in men's heads. — Janet Evanovich

The idea of vaudeville clowns and court jesters is always to show the flaw, to point out what's not working and why it's not coherent. — John Baldessari

When Uncle W. G. held out his hand to take my money, I dropped the dead mouse in his hand. — Earl B. Russell

Everything happens for a reason; I'm a big believer in that. — Rajon Rondo

I've been lucky to have some great opportunities acting with some great people since leaving Corrie, I have certainly been kept busy since leaving the street! — Suranne Jones

I'm sure her vagina isn't sticking out." I look at Poppy. "Jesus, it's not sticking out is it?"
"Go say something encouraging to that girl, Warren."
I pull Lilla's arm along, because I'll be damned, if there's a hideous vagina sticking out I'm not foregoing this shit alone. — Pella Grace

I ride my bike past the Danish Parliament, and it's very accessible - there's really no security! — Birgitte Hjort Sorensen

Ideas, in a free society, are not a crime- and neither can they serve as the justification of a crime. — Ayn Rand

Life is too short to give a fuck. Jump in the pool butt ass naked and do it up. — Richard P. Denney

We're our own worst enemy. You doubt yourself more than anybody else ever will. If you can get past that, you can be successful. — Michael Strahan

One goes into the forest to pick food and already the thought of one fruit rather than another has grown up in one's mind. Then, it may be, one finds a different fruit and not the fruit one thought of. One joy was expected and another is given. But this I had never noticed before that at the very moment of the finding there is in the mind a kind of thrusting back, or a setting aside. The picture of the fruit you have not found is still, for a moment, before you. And if you wished - if it were possible to wish - you could keep it there. You could send your soul after the good you had expected, instead of turning it to the good you had got. You could refuse the real good; you could make the real fruit taste insipid by thinking of the other." Ransom — C.S. Lewis

Thank fucking God. Christ, sorry about praying with "fucking." Shit! Sorry about saying "Christ!" Shut up, Dove. God hates you. — Debra Anastasia