Frederick William Iii Of Prussia Quotes & Sayings

I'm not going anywhere, Travis - remember, we already established that's your M.O. I just think your cuts say something. They show your pain. I mean, really show it. Right there on the surface. Am I right? — Cristy Watson

We have 11 horses up at our country home, six of which are rescue animals ... Two of them are 'cop horses' from the mounted police, ages 4 and 5, who turned out to have physical problems that weren't suitable for the kind of work they have to do. Now, with us, they are just out to pasture and have nothing but a good time, eating their heads off, romping and frolicking, and just doing all good horsey things. — Mary Tyler Moore

The truly original artist invents his own signs. — Henri Matisse

An actress wants to be seen. An actress wants to be loved. By multitudes of people, not just one lone man. — Joyce Carol Oates

You're going to pay the bill," said Grahame. "Then I'll escort you and the young lady out to the car. And we'll go back to my place, for a proper talk. Any funny business, and I shoot you both. Capiche? "
Fat Charlie capiched. He also capiched who had been driving the black Mercedes that afternoon and just how close he had already come to death that day. He was beginning to capiche how utterly cracked Grahame Coats was and how little chance Daisy and he had of getting out of this alive. — Neil Gaiman

In the end, I'll put my good acts up against those of anybody in this country. Anybody. — George Steinbrenner

I care about education for everyone, not just the elite. — Sebastian Thrun

The crunch of tires in the deep snow outside could be heard through the heavy cabin walls, and she followed Wolfie to see who was there. Rhys.

Shit.

Yay.

No, shit.

Really.....shit. — Sibylla Matilde

The only way to clamp down on my energy is to erase my emotions, and so I fold them each away, one by one. My sorrow turns to anger, then to ice-cold fury. My soul curls in one itself in defense. I am gone. I am truly gone.
I am not sorry. — Marie Lu

She belongs to the winter that is past, to the darkness that is over, and has no part or lot in the life I shall lead for the next six months. Oh, I could dance and sing for joy that the spring is here! What a ressurection of beauty there is in my garden, and of brightest hope in my heart. — Elizabeth Von Arnim

On the box he had a stack of magazines. Without seeing the covers, I knew they were pornography. Precious finds in the days before the internet. The combination of glossy pages and sperm is the smell of boyhood for men my age. You used to find them hidden in the bushes. I guess kids stole them from the shops and then were too scared to take them home. Sometimes they'd be damaged by rain or fire (masturbation and setting fire to things: the two great impulses of boyhood), the paper as brittle as an old man's skin. Meanwhile, as I found out years later, girls were reading 'romance novels' in the comfort of their bedrooms. Men, have you ever read those things? Damn. — James Hutchings