Frederick Ix Konga Quotes & Sayings

Lend sat up,craning his neck to see down my shirt,which I hurriedly pushed back into place. "Last time I checked, you couldn't see souls."
He shrugged,an exaggerated look of innocence on his face. "Still,it wouldn't hurt for me to try,would it?"
"You have got to be the most sefless boyfriend alive."
"Like I said,anything worthwhile is worth making sacrifices for."
"Speaking of which,weren't you going to give me a tongue demonstration? — Kiersten White

Thanksgiving just gets me all warm and tingly and all kinds of wonderful inside. — Willard Scott

Dear Charls. Whatever will you do with your own Kemptian silk? It will spoil on the road.' 'We aren't carrying any Kemptian silk,' said the Prince. It took a moment for those words to be understood, and then Makon's expression changed. 'Oh, did you think we were? I'm afraid you undercut yourself for no reason.' A look of fury had appeared on Makon's face. The Prince said, 'A little healthy competition.' Dinner — C.S. Pacat

And then he hesitated. He turned his head and looked across the chasm at Ileni. Their eyes met, and his weren't deadly and focused at all. They were ... afraid.
This thing between us wouldn't survive my watching you murder someone. — Leah Cypess

It has been said that a country's greatness can be measured by what it does for its unfortunates. By that criterion Canada certainly does not stand in the forefront of the nations of the world although there are signs that we are becoming conscious of our deficiencies and are determined to atone for lost time. — Tommy Douglas

When researchers try to break down what is happening at Mosaic, far too often they see the skin and miss the heart. — Erwin McManus

An enormous emotion beat on him; it was like something trying to get in, the pressure of gigantic wings against the glass. Dona nobis pacem. He withstood it, with all the bitter force of the school bench, the cement playground, the St. Pancras waiting room, Dallow's and Judy's secret lust, and the cold and unhappy moment on the pier. If the glass broke, if the beast
whatever it was
got in, God knows what it would do. He had a sense of huge havoc
the confession, the penance, and the sacrament
an awful distraction, and he drove blind into the rain. — Graham Greene

She looks at me like I'm saving her. I wish she knew how much she is saving me. — Corinne Michaels

He kissed me, so gently at first that I melted. I pressed close against him as the kiss deepened, curling my arms around his neck and tumbling into pure sensation. The softness of his hair as I ran my fingers through it; his arms hands on my skin, caressing me. It felt so, so good. I'd been afraid that I'd never have this again
this sense of being so achingly alive that every nerve ending was on fire. — L.A. Weatherly