Goldenrods Manchester Quotes & Sayings

Living's difficult work for all of us, these days. — Brandon Sanderson

Percy, explaining things to you is like lecturing a gerbil. — Rick Riordan

We can either choose to cling to starring roles in the little-bitty stories of us or opt to exchange our fleeting moment in the spotlight for a supporting role in the eternally beautiful epic that is the Story of God. I — Louie Giglio

You're your own kind of smart. I loved the way he said the word smart. — Amy Harmon

He kissed like he was drowning and I was air. It was passionate, and desperate, and like nothing I had ever experienced before. This — Jenny Han

I don't get far enough into a boring book to hate it. — Garry Wills

I will tell you one thing that will make you rich for life. There are two struggles: an Inner-world struggle and an Outer-world struggle ... you must make an intentional contact between these two worlds; then you can crystallize data for the Third World, the World of the Soul. — G.I. Gurdjieff

The reason we think that computer graphics technology has succeeded in faking reality is that we, over the course of the last hundred and fifty years, have come to accept the image of photography and film as reality. — Lev Manovich

When nothing else worked, we created a holistic, hand-tailored program that saved Pax's life. At Passages, he and I use what we learned in curing him to help other discover the roots of their addiction or alcoholism and break free. — Chris Prentiss

I suddenly discovered that cooking was a rich and layered and endlessly fascinating subject. The best way to describe it is to say that I fell in love with French food- the tastes, the processes, the history, the endless variations, the rigorous discipline, the creativity, the wonderful people, the equipment, the rituals. — Julia Child

Aleks opened his mouth to reassure his friend when he heard something that chilled him to the bone.

"Aleksander Aaron Arkadion! What in the hell is wrong with you! Why are you dragging that mangled corpse through town? You traumatized an entire first-grade class on a field trip to the town center," Ma said, striding up to them pointing down to the body that Aleks still had a hold of.

He looked down at the ankle he was holding.

"Fuck my life." Aleks looked behind his ma at the trail of blood heading back to the ice cream parlor.

Liam laughed, his arms wrapped around his waist holding his sides. — Alanea Alder

He shouldn't be inclined. Mallory Quinn was sweet, warm, and caring. She was a white picket fence and two-point-four kids. She was a diamond ring.
She was someone's keeper.
Not his. Never his. He didn't do keepers.
And yet in that beat, with her mouth close to his, a smile in her eyes, he ... ached. He ached and yearned for something. Someone. He wanted to wrap his arms around a woman, this woman, and lose himself in her. — Jill Shalvis