Huntsberry Winchester Quotes & Sayings

Speed eliminates all doubt. Am I smart enough? Will people like me? Do I really look all right in this plastic jumpsuit? — David Sedaris

I am doing things that are true to me. The only thing I have a problem with is being labeled. — Johnny Depp

Also the fact that he's a guy. A girl screws around like Lotto and she's like diseased. Untouchable. But a guy can stick it to a million places and everyone just thinks he's doing what boys do. — Lauren Groff

Cairo and Alexandria were cosmopolitan not so much because they contained foreigners, but because the Egyptian born in them is himself a stranger to his land. — Waguih Ghali

All you've got to do is own up to your ignorance honestly, and you'll find people who are eager to fill your head with information. — Walt Disney

You don't want to have to come into work on Monday already apologizing. I try to save my apologies for what I've done later in the week. — Ike Barinholtz

The greater part of violence that humans have inflicted on each other is not the work of criminals or the mentally deranged, but of normal, respectable citizens in the service of the collective ego. — Eckhart Tolle

Do not view mountains from the scale of human thought — Dogen

Savannah came to him instantly, her face lit up with some emotion he dared not name.She was in a man's silk shirt and nothing else. The buttons were open so that the edges gaped to reveal her high, full breasts, and narrow rib cage. Another step and her tiny waist and flat stomach, the triangle of tight ebony curls, showed for an intriguing moment before the long tails of the shirt brushed back into place. Her long hair cascaded loose and moved around her like living, breathing silk. With every step she took, he caught glimpses of satin skin.
At once the dull roar started in his head. Heat exploded through his blood, and his body tightened with alarming urgency. Every good and noble intention seemed to go up in flames. She smiled up at him, her slender arms sliding around his neck. "I'm so glad you're home," she whispered softly, her mouth finding the pulse in his throat. — Christine Feehan

I can find only one bull market, in 1935, that didn't have some material indigestion within its first 12 months. — Kenneth Fisher