Hanton Cargo Quotes & Sayings

It's going to be okay, Amanda." He kissed my head. "I promise," he said. "I'm going to make it okay. — Jay McLean

Urgh, her,' Suki groaned. "Yeah, she's still with us. And she's still a pain in the culo. I'm learning Spanish,' she said brightly. "Culo means ass. — Sarah Alderson

Talk radio has almost ruined the sports fan. — Phil Simms

I would never put my job before my family. — Savannah Guthrie

I'm most comfortable in my bare shorts without any underwear and a T-shirt if I'm home. I definitely like to sleep naked. I don't know how girls do it with thongs. Forget that! — Adam Rodriguez

I do not repeat conversations that I can't remember. And it's something that irritates me a great deal, because I think most memoirs are false novels. — Paul Auster

When the Great Tao (Way or Method) ceased to be observed, benevolence and righteousness came into vogue. — Lao-Tzu

Good things don't always lead to bad ones, Crick. — Deb Caletti

It's different up here, you know."
"I know," said Laura miserably. "I was
enjoying myself, that's all."
Nick watched her for a moment. "Don't look so tragic about it, Laura. It's not a crime to enjoy yourself, you know."
"Yes, it is," muttered Laura, feeling as if she were in some biblical parable, the one where the Lord wreaks vengeance on the stupid girl who is a foolish wanton by removing the last shred of common sense in her brain. — Harriet Evans

When we hang the capitalists they will sell us the rope we use. — Joseph Stalin

their own grandchildren. Parents like Kate's are so intent on protecting their kids from their brand of the midlife crisis - their regret over settling down too soon - that these parents fail to see an entirely new midlife crisis is afoot. The postmillennial midlife crisis is figuring out that while we were busy making — Meg Jay

Trust me I know this shit, Don't fuck with me! — Jim Jensen

My dear young lady, crime, like death, is not confined to the old and withered alone. The youngest and fairest are too often its chosen victims. — Charles Dickens