Hoodie Szn Quotes & Sayings

I used to have only one name; it used to mean something. — Lauren DeStefano

VH1 does its little '80s retro thing once in a while, all of us in our bad hairdos and unfortunate clothes. — Debbi Peterson

Sometimes doubting your first thought, will cost you more for going with your second thought. — Pontius Joseph

We who lived in concentration camps can remember the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their last piece of bread. — Viktor E. Frankl

Boy meets girl, girl likes boy, girl decides to let boy in her pants. — Christina Lauren

Any religion can be compared to the attic of an old home. Unless the attic is regularly cleaned, it gathers dust and cobwebs and eventually becomes unusable. Similarly, if a religion cannot be updated or cleaned from time to time, it loses its usefulness and cannot relate anymore to changed times and people. — Bhaskarananda

Lucid and quiet his voice hovered above the listeners, like a light, like a starry sky. — Hermann Hesse

If I'm in a relationship, I'll go to the ends of the earth. If I'm on the road and we have a conversation, and she says, 'God, I really wish I was there with you right now', I'll hang up the phone, send a car, and have the plane ready. — Josh Groban

Be in control of your piece, Jo. The minute it takes control of you, you're dead, Willie would tell me. — Ruta Sepetys

Whoever wants music instead of noise, joy instead of pleasure, soul instead of gold, creative work instead of business, passion instead of foolery, finds no home in this trivial world of ours. — Hermann Hesse

Who is the 'mother' of 'Knowledge (Gnan)'? It is 'Understanding' (samaj). Where can 'understanding' be acquired from? It is acquired from Gnani Purush (The Enlightened one). — Dada Bhagwan

If the situation demanded autocracy, I gave it autocracy. — Verghese Kurien

Deacon grinned and raised his hand. There was a moment's hesitation, a few seconds where Deacon wasn't sure whether he could really do it. Then he brought his hand down, smacking the center of Mark's ass. Mark's breath hitched, but other than that, nothing much happened. The spot Deacon had slapped was barely pink. "Was that okay?" Deacon asked.
"Was what okay?" Mark asked, lifting his head.
"Uh, the way I did that?"
"Did you do something?"
"What do you mean?"
"I might be wrong, mate, but isn't a spanking supposed to hurt a bit? You've got arm muscles; why don't you use th - "
The crack of Deacon's palm against Mark's flesh made Deacon cringe - not out of sympathy for Mark so much as fear that the entire house had heard it. Mark bucked, and the pink patch that appeared on his right cheek was quite satisfying. "Better?" Deacon asked.
"God. Fuck. Yes. Better," Mark said into the pillow. — Lisa Henry