Franciely Freduzesk Quotes & Sayings

Some sadness has no remedy. Some sadness you can't make better. — Laurie Frankel

We need to teach our nation to detest any form of plots, insinuations, evil intrigues and violence. — Sunday Adelaja

God, he's so handsome when he smiles. And when he's not smiling. And when he's sleeping. And when he's awake. And when he's breathing. — Tammy Falkner

If it comes to that, I can earn myself at least six feet of free soil. — Harriet Beecher Stowe

I see you, Ben. I always have. You're in my pack."
He pulled away.
"What if being packmates isn't enough for me? — Kathy Reichs

He stood just inside the door and took stock. Everything in it had been taken for granted. How had that happened again? He had promised himself not to take anything for granted and now he couldn't recall the moment that promise had given way to the everyday. It was not likely one single moment. — Joshua Ferris

You grab at any sign of hope. You grab it with both hands and breathe life into it, day after day. You do anything to keep it alive. — Melina Marchetta

We learn much by tribulation, and by adversity our hearts are made better. — David McCullough

To express yourself in freedom, you must die to everything of yesterday. From the 'old', you derive security; from the 'new', you gain the flow. — Bruce Lee

He slammed her door shut and spun her so she was facing him.

"One more for the road." She stared at him with a perplexed expression but didn't back away. "I want another taste," he said, feeling his heart race. He leaned her against the car and crushed his lips against hers. This time she ran her fingers through his hair, making him moan. He wanted to touch the curves of her body through the thick fabric of her dress, but he forced himself to concentrate all his efforts on her sexy, soft, pouty lips. When he released her, they were both breathless. Her lips were chapped, and those golden eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality. There was so much electricity between them that, if harnessed, they could power the whole damn city. — M.K. Schiller

Brit: What's your major?
Alex: Chemistry. And yours?
Brit: Chemistry. Kiss me so we can see if we still have it. 'Cause you own my heart, my soul, and everything else in between. — Simone Elkeles