Hutzler 571 Quotes & Sayings

Selene," Cheney cupped my face, "if this is the beginning of a confession, let me assure you I am not naive. You're a beautiful woman, and I have little doubt you have had a lot of boyfriends during our time apart. Please feel free to NEVER tell me about any of them. And if you never utter the name Michael again, it would be much appreciated." His eyes flashed at his name. — Liz Schulte

If I had died it would have been even better for you political bratchnies, would it not, pretending and treacherous droogs as you are.' But all that came out was er er er. — Anthony Burgess

I would greatly trade
... a ring for a kiss
... a sweater for a glance
... a dog for a held hand
... a tear for a dance. — Kristin Groulx

The great thing about mod_rewrite is it gives you all the configurability and flexibility of Sendmail. The downside to mod_rewrite is that it gives you all the configurability and flexibility of Sendmail. — Brian Behlendorf

Freedom began on the day the first sheep wandered away from the herd. — Marty Rubin

I don't remember those early playoff games. Keep it positive. I'm a different player. More focused. I know how important it is to score in the playoffs. — Pavel Datsyuk

I don't study cricket too much. Whatever I have learned or experienced is through cricket I've played on the field, and whatever little I have watched. — Mahendra Singh Dhoni

Where there is no imagination there is no horror. — Arthur Conan Doyle

In my own terms, I am being punished for what happened ... I am sunk into a state of disgrace from which it will not be easy to lift myself. It is not a punishment I have refused. I do not murmur against it. On the contrary, I am living it out from day to day, trying to accept disgrace as my state of being. Is it enough for God, do you think, that I live in disgrace without term? — J.M. Coetzee

Behold not with anger the sins of man, but forgive and cleanse. — Lili'uokalani

At that period I paid as constant attention to the greater securing of my happiness, to enjoying and judging it, too, as I had always done for the smallest details of my acts; and what is the act of love, itself, if not a moment of passionate attention on the part of the body? Every bliss achieved is a masterpiece; the slightest error turns it awry, and it alters with one touch of doubt; any heaviness detracts from its charm, the least stupidity renders it dull. My own felicity is in no way responsible for those of my imprudences which shattered it later on; in so far as I have acted in harmony with it I have been wise. I think still that someone wiser than I might well have remained happy till his death. — Marguerite Yourcenar