Quotes & Sayings About Friends Back Stabbing You

ABNER Marsh had a mind that was not unlike his body. It was big all around, ample in size and capacity, and he crammed all sorts of things into it. It was strong as well; when Abner Marsh took something in his hand it did not easily slip away, and when he took something in his head it was not easily forgotten. He was a powerful man with a powerful brain, but body and mind shared one other trait as well: they were deliberate. Some might even say slow. Marsh did not run, he did not dance, he did not scamper or slide along; he walked with a straightforward dignified gait that nonetheless got him where he wanted to go. So it was with his mind. Abner Marsh was not quick in word or thought, but he was far from stupid; he chewed over things thoroughly, but at his own pace. — George R R Martin

Miles didn't know what to believe. — Nicholas Sparks

When Slenderman screams, the world will end. — Jack Goldstein

Luck was with me. I saw no spiders.
Luck was against me. I saw no specters. — Gail Carson Levine

How on Earth did you do that with the same 24 hours a day that everyone else gets? — Lin-Manuel Miranda

I've always believed in populating my films with characters who we like, who we have some warmth for, who have warmth for each other, who we would like to hang out with, who we emulate in one way or another. — Ivan Reitman

Whatever one intends, the work takes on a life of its own. — Ann Beattie

Rose, you really do scare me sometimes. Just not for the reasons I originally thought you would. — Richelle Mead

I'm glad that people have responded well to it, so far. I'm thankful for that. But, I'm also excited now that I have a better grasp of this character than I did before. I want to take it even further and really explore who Glenn is. — Steven Yeun

Before there was an American Story, before Paterson spread before Oscar and Lola like a dream, or the trumpets from the Island of our eviction had even sounded, there was their mother, Hypatia Belicia Cabral: a girl so tall your leg bones ached just looking at her, so dark it was as if the Creatrix had, in her making, blinked. — Junot Diaz