Glinya Quotes & Sayings

Any story worth its salt can handle a little shaking up. — Salman Rushdie

Who wanted to live to a hundred and one? Who wanted to go on living at all at times? — Catherine Cookson

Okayyyyy," Isabelle said in a low voice, "When did Brother Zachariah get hot? — Cassandra Clare

From Caprock Rancher:
Another thing Pa taught me: If you're going to fight ... fight. Talk about it after. — Louis L'Amour

I always believe that a person can learn so much by just jumping into something and trying to do it rather than having someone else teach you everything. — Juliana Hatfield

How terrible is the pain of the mind and heart when the freedom of mankind is suppressed! — E.A. Bucchianeri

Every audition is different, but I get incredibly nervous and insecure and worked up for however long I have to prep - that's when I get to spin. But you're not allowed to spin once you enter the room. Doubt really can't enter the room when you're auditioning - unless it's part of the character. — Nina Arianda

Nuclear is not only emissions-free, but renewing our commitment to nuclear power will create countless jobs at a time when our nation endures nearly double-digit unemployment. — Fred Upton

I could have had him, but I had monologued. Damn it, I was not going to do that again. — Kim Harrison

Cocky don't say anything and that's as good as love right about now. — Catherynne M Valente

The fire was nothing now but a funeral of smoke, dead and dying, simultaneously. — Markus Zusak

There is only one recipe for a best seller and it is a very simple one. You have to get the reader to turn over the page. — Ian Fleming

We're all Hitler inside. We're all Christ inside. I'm not keen on the idea, but it's true, isn't it? We've all got a little bit of the devil in us. — Jason Jack Miller

I walked slowly out on the beach. A few yards below high-water mark I stopped and read the words again: WRITE YOUR WORRIES ON THE SAND. I let the paper blow away, reached down and picked up a fragment of shell. Kneeling there under the vault of the sky, I wrote several words, one above the other. Then I walked away, and I did not look back. I had written my troubles on the sand. The tide was coming in. — Arthur Gordon Webster