Ghostgirl Hughes Quotes & Sayings

I'm stoic like a statue of Stonewall Jackson. I'd make a great U.S. President, but I'd make an even better chiseled piece of marble - and that's what makes me such an amazing lover. — Jarod Kintz

I suppose there are people who can pass up free guacamole, but they're either allergic to avocado or too joyless to live. — Frank Bruni

I love the smell of old books, Mandy sighed, inhaling deeply with the book pressed against her face. The yellow pages smelled of wood and paper mills and mothballs. — Rebecca McNutt

Life is like sand on the beach. Each time the waves comes to the edge, it takes a little bit of you". — Abdulazeez Henry Musa

You can't underestimate anyone. — Serena Williams

My mother is no longer shouting or shaking me, but she is still holding me very tightly. Even though I didn't speak out loud, she heard me and understood. "Don't you know?" she asks me back. "Don't you know who you are?" Tears are sliding down her cheeks and falling off onto my face. I never knew how hot someone else's tears feel. "You're part of me," she says, as if it is the deepest truth she knows. "You're all the family I have. The only person I can count on. You're flesh of my flesh and blood of my blood, my only baby, and nothing else comes close to that. Nothing."
And then she runs out of words, so she just clings to me, and not all the doctors in the world can pull her away. — David Klass

Making money is not gonna change anything about what I am, except I won't answer the door. — Abel Ferrara

I'm excited about the opportunity to get out there and show not only what I can do but, more importantly, what this team can do with me in there. — Philip Rivers

Control in modern times requires more than force, more than law. It requires that a population dangerously concentrated in cities and factories, whose lives are filled with cause for rebellion, be taught that all is right as it is. — Howard Zinn

They more than do their work, they take pride in it. Like Cinna. — Suzanne Collins

That was when I realized I was leaving my footprints all around the room. The soles of my feet were covered with blood. While continuing to move around, I carefully examined the prints. Suddenly I felt like laughing. They were dance steps. The footprints of St. Vitus. Footprints leading nowhere. — Roberto Bolano