Giusi Crimi Quotes & Sayings

The point is to test different hypotheses to determine which craving is driving your routine. Are — Anonymous

The sooner we find the answer to the question "Where am I going?" the greater result in life we can achieve — Sunday Adelaja

I've never tried fatback. Probably 'cause it's called fatback. I don't know which word creeps me out more: fat or back. Why don't they just throw in "hairy" while they're at it? "This is some delicious hairy fatback." — Jim Gaffigan

Spoiler: I didn't win the Main Event. You had suspicions, you say? For one thing, the subtitle of this book would be "The Amazing Life-Affirming Story of an Unremarkable Jerk Who Won the World Series of Poker!" instead of having the word "Death" in it. For another, do these sound like the words of a motherfucker who won a million goddamn dollars? — Colson Whitehead

You can't stop change any more than you can stop the suns from setting. — Shmi Skywalker

Felicity was more romantic. She's waiting for her lover. He's a sailor and she's watching for his ship to come in. Nobody's dared tell her it's been wrecked and her lover is at the bottom of the sea. She'll go on waiting and waiting until her red hair turns as white as his bones- Good. — Vivien Alcock

Still, it was a sad state of the world that people judged others not by the best that they could be but by the worst thought in their own hearts. — Elizabeth Hoyt

I wonder if the folks at Christian books will fire you when they find out about your devil powers-John Gramm — Natasha Larry

He heard a soft voice calling him and turned towards it, trying to focus the vision before him. It wasn't his mother. If he weren't so tired, he would have smiled. He hadn't expected to find an angel in Hell.
The angel, her image blurred, a whiteness surrounding her, would understand. The angel would know.
"Why couldn't she love me?" he asked. The angel's answer was garbled. He strained to understand the words, not all his senses failed him as he slipped back into the abyss on the edge of Hell.
And the angel knelt down beside the bed and wept. — Lorraine Heath