Guy U Like Liking Someone Else Quotes & Sayings

It is a ship with a great deal of sail but a very shallow keel. — Robert Bork

Set fire to the broken pieces; start anew. — Lauren DeStefano

God bless the potholes on Memory Lane. — Randy Newman

I want epic love, like you see in the movies. I want it so desperately that it fills my heart when I even think about the possibility of it. — L. H. Cosway

John McGovern taught me that it's OK to write repeatedly about the same things. — Colm Toibin

God is omnipotent; God is wholly good; and yet evil exists. There seems to be some contradiction between these three propositions, so that if any two of them were true the third would be false. But at the same time all three are essential parts of most theological positions: the theologian it seems, at once must adhere and cannot consistently adhere to all three. — J. L. Mackie

I was actually qualified to be an art teacher, but I didn't want to teach. — Christine McVie

He blocked me. " What'd you do, Chloe?"
I sidestepped. He sidesteped.
"You like him, don't you?" he said.
"Yes, I like him. Just not..."
"Not what?"
"Talk to Simon. He's the one who thinks..."
"Thinks what?"
Step. Block.
"Thinks what?"
"That there's someone else," I blurted before I could stop myself. I took a deep, shuddering breath. "He thinks there's someone else."
"Who?"
I was going to say I don't know. Some guy from school, I guess. But Derek's expression already knew the answer. The look on his face...It'd been humiliating before, having Simon accuse me of liking Derek, but that was nothing compared to how I felt when I saw Derek's look. Not just surprise, but shock. Shock and horror.
"Me?" he said. "Simon said he thinks you and I are-"
"No, not that. He knows we aren't-"
"Good. So what does he think?"
"That I like you." Again, the words flew out before I could stop them. — Kelley Armstrong

He that measures not himselfe, is measured. — George Herbert

And always, if he had a little money, a man could get drunk. The hard edges gone, and the warmth. Then there was no loneliness, for a man could people his brain with friends, and he could find his enemies and destroy them. — John Steinbeck

Most of the people I write about I'm still in touch with, so I would be loath to make up stuff about them. — Mary Karr

A couple of sounds that I really like are the sounds of a switchblade and a motor bike. — Elton John