Galts Gulch Quotes & Sayings

Pixie herself was too little to tell a proper story. She just said a whole jumble of stuff: 'Pixie did dancing, then Pixie did singing, then Pixie ate lots and lots of ice cream,' droning on and on about herself. 'Pixie did telling stories and she was boring,' said Baxter unkindly. — Jacqueline Wilson

Today I felt like a part of something awesome, the human race. I know it can be ugly; it really is in so many ways. But today there was nothing ugly to see, just people trying to be better. And maybe that's the key. Not resolutions and forgotten promises, but instead a commitment to do this year a little better than the last. I'm feeling good about this one. I really am. — Andrew McMahon

The pleasure of living and the pleasure of the orgasm are identical. Extreme orgasm anxiety forms the basis of the general fear of life. — Wilhelm Reich

When you see the storm coming, if you seek safety in that firm refuge which is Mary, there will be no danger of your wavering or going down. — Josemaria Escriva

I had to wonder why these people weren't protesting at their congressional offices or in Washington. Protesting the people who were ordered to protect them - let's just say it put a bad taste in my mouth. — Chris Kyle

That woman is happiest whose life is passed in the shadow of a manly, loving heart. — Suzanne Curchod

The point is valid: the difference between survival and wipe-out in a physical crisis is nearly always a matter of conditioned reflexes. — Hunter S. Thompson

Water, is taught by thirst. — Emily Dickinson

Love, you are the dark cut into memory.
Small, distant, as the sparrow's eye. — Brenda Sieczkowski

One who smiles rather than angers is always stronger. — David Schary

Consumers have grown accustomed to having precisely the drink they want, when they want it, and were frustrated by the narrow set of choices offered by the traditional six-spout soda fountain these restaurants relied on. — Mark Payne

She was on the way downstairs, running through the checklist of things to do in the morning before they left for the show, when she heard cursing. Curious, she followed the expletives into Devlin's study. He was crouching in the corner of the room, frustrated.
He looked up as he heard her approach. Their eyes met in the dim light, and the flash of attraction, which always flared whenever they were together, made her feel warm inside.
"Sorry for the colorful language." His voice was deep and low.
"Highly descriptive as well as educational." She tried to smile nonchalantly. "I didn't know you could do that to a filing cabinet. — J.R. Ward