Halinski Paper Quotes & Sayings

And I no longer ask for all the solitude in the world, but for time. — Roberto Bolano

Content is not king, but a president elected by the votes of those whom it aims to rule. — Raheel Farooq

Nothing is impossible to a determined woman. — Louisa May Alcott

The trains roared by like projectiles level on the darkness, fuming and burning, making the valley clang with their passage. They were gone, and the lights of the towns and villages glittered in silence. — D.H. Lawrence

She had the revelation one Sunday that while the other instruments played for everyone the violen played for her alone . — Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Our god, the creator of heaven and earth, is completely mad — Jose Saramago

Who else is it who calls us back from the death of error, except the life that does not know death, and the wisdom which, needing no light, enlightens minds which are in darkness, that wisdom by which the whole world, even to the leaves of trees drifting in the wind, is governed? — Saint Augustine

We hold those who are on the tightest of schedules in reverence; the busier you are, the higher your status as a human being. — Ruby Wax

Ever since, Kovai had been a trusted companion in her life who brought frolic, magic and romance to her formative years; a silent witness to her tales of joy and sorrow who was never reluctant to offer a shoulder to cry. — Neetha Joseph

There are those whose love awakens our own and those whose love undermines. As long as we are blind to this fact, true love will elude us. — B.G. Bowers

He shifts so that I can see him better, then draws an "x" over his heart. I raise a brow, and he lifts two fingers in a Boy Scout salute. I hold back a laugh, and he holds up his pinkie finger. "Shall we pinkie swear ? — J. Kenner

It's probably my job to tell you life isn't fair, but I figure you already know that. So instead, I'll tell you that hope is precious, and you're right not to give up. — C.J. Redwine

Every man deserves to be judged in the context of his times. — George Bernard Shaw

She lifted the tails of his elegant silk evening shirt. "Some that don't reach my knees?"
He cleared his throat. He liked her wrapped in his shirt, surrounded by him. "Well, actually, as Joshua knows, that is one of your annoying habits. You like to run around in my shirts. You think they are much more comfortable than your own clothes."
Alexandria regarded him with wide blue eyes. "Oh, I do, do I? I take it you grumble about it."
"Often, to Josh. We laugh together about the idiosyncrasies of women. He thinks you look cute in my shirts."
"And what would give a little boy an idea like that?"
He looked unrepentant. "I might have mentioned it a time or two."
His golden eyes slid over her body, making her aware of her bare skin beneath his shirt, of every curve of her body, of the fact that they were completely alone in some secret chamber of his home.
"It is true, after all. You do look cute in my shirt. — Christine Feehan

I love you. I love how you are so sweet and innocent and kind to people, but you are such a vixen in the sack. I love how you look at me. I love your smile. I love everything about you. — Courtney Cole