Gusting Crossword Quotes & Sayings

I would have told her then she was the only thing that I could
love in this dying world but the simple word "love" itself already died and went away. — Marilyn Monroe

Weal on his face. 'I'm inclined to agree with you,' he — Margery Allingham

I feel like my best work is in front of me. I'm in the studio now, and I'm having an amazing time making this new album. It's something I can't help. — Lenny Kravitz

I do not live in the present ... I AM the present. — Paul Palnik

God dispenses his goodness not with an eyedropper but a fire hydrant. Your heart is a Dixie cup, and his grace is the Mediterranean Sea. You simply can't contain it all. So let it bubble over. Spill out. Pour forth. And enjoy the flood. — Max Lucado

I condemn, for all climes and for all times, secret murders and unfair methods even for a fair cause. — Mahatma Gandhi

They've turned this character into a human being. — Melinda Clarke

Bright, flowery plants ... were busy committing the olfactory equivalent of aggravated assault. — Jim Butcher

The voice of women, the voice of those most closely involved in bringing forth new life, has not always been listened to when it pleaded and implored against the waste of life in war after war. — Betty Williams

I started to write as a child as soon as I could read, or even before, when my mother read me Beatrix Potter at bedtime. Writing seemed to me to be the only sensible way to live and be happy. — Jane Gardam

A strong wind sang sadly as it bent the trees in front of the Hall. A half moon shone through the dark, flying clouds on to the wild and empty moor. — Arthur Conan Doyle

You are brave and loyal and true. You have such a good heart." He held my hand close to his chest and covered it with his other hand. "It is only afraid. But I would take such good care of it, love, if you would give it to me. — Julianne Donaldson

Justice is the reason we have law, and law is man's feeble attempt to teach decency to others. — Joy Ratcliff Cagle

But Jocelyn Morgenstern was not the kind of woman who wept, not the kind of woman who broke, or Valentine would have broken her long since. — Cassandra Clare