Geisser Greenhouse Quotes & Sayings

Twenty-eight years, Kenny," Will panted. "Twenty-eight years thinking sex was for the lucky and the brave. Then I find out I can close my eyes, think of you, and become a frickin' god - now c'mon and make me a god! — Amy Lane

As time passes, people, even of the South, will begin to wonder how it was possible that their ancestors ever fought for or justified institutions which acknowledged the right of property in man. — Ulysses S. Grant

If there is one thing that has made a difference in my life, it is the courage to turn and face what wants to change within me. — Elizabeth Lesser

Most of the time, as a model, I feel like I'm just a doll. They control how I should move. — Tao Okamoto

I still cook at home. A lot of chefs I think don't cook at home. But I still do, I love cooking at home, I love having friends. — Rene Redzepi

There is something about the aroma of fresh books that's totally intoxicating. A new book has a certain clean, crisp smell full of promise that is difficult to define. Sort of like the scent and feeling of just-washed bed linens at the moment you slide your legs between them. — Debra Ginsberg

One day comes, One day goes, Some stuff stays the same, Some stuff changes. — Lindsey Johnson

He knew time and day of week and wondered when such scraps of data would begin to feel disposable. — Don DeLillo

Commuting in a wheelchair is not easy. I live in a very old part of Rome. These cobbles everywhere ... terrible! In London, it is the same. Every pavement is uneven. — Bernardo Bertolucci

I tell him,"Real.""-Katniss Everdeen — Suzanne Collins

And there were the warm spaces in the music I loved the most, openings through which I could enter and lay my burdens down. There, behind the groove and riding on the melody, I was complete and free. — Rashod Ollison

To keep one's marriage brimming,
With love in the wedding cup,
Whenever you're wrong admit it;
Whenever you're right, shut up. - Ogden Nash — Meg Cabot

We had become a race of eccentrics and openly declared an array of singular whims and suspicions, at least while daylight allowed this audacity. — Thomas Ligotti