Ilse De Lange Quotes & Sayings

Friendship is an undiluted solution, something weakened by adding more to it. — Laurie Elizabeth Flynn

Hey! Don't drink from my drink!"
He replaced the glass on the table and looked at her. "Why?"
"It's my drink!"
"Yes. And?"
"You can't drink my drink!"
"And why not?"
"Because it's my drink."
He sighed her name, "Leah."
She mimicked his sigh sarcastically. "Lucien. — Kristen Ashley

If you don't visit the bad neighborhoods, the bad neighborhoods are going to visit you. — Thomas Friedman

I am covered with fine gold," said the Prince, "you must take it off, leaf by leaf, and give it to my poor. — Oscar Wilde

We had a little wine, except Jill, because she's a Christian, which made no sense to me, since Jesus was the one who made wine so popular. — Jim Provenzano

There is something beautiful in the mundane if you take enough microscope to it and focus in on something that seems innocuous to begin with. — Ed Helms

Novelists invent characters; poets invent themselves. — Marty Rubin

I didn't give myself enough breaks during the training year to recover. I didn't understand the power of periodization. — Alberto Salazar

Kind people are brave people. Brave is not something you should wait to feel. Brave is a decision. It is a decision that compassion is more important than fear, than fitting in, than following the crowd. — Glennon Doyle Melton

Have you ever heard the earth breath? — Kate Chopin

I think we have lost our way when people like the [board of] governors and the CEO of the NYSE fail to realize they have a duty to the rest of us to act as exemplars. You do not want your first-grade school teacher to be fornicating on the floor or drinking alcohol in the closet and, similarly, you do not want your stock exchange to be setting the wrong moral example. — Charlie Munger

They dream of men with gentle hands, eloquent with tenderness, fingers that brushed along a cheek, that outlined open lips in the lovers' braille. Hands that sculpted sweetness from sullen flesh, that traced breast and ignited hips, opening, kneading. Flesh becomes bread in the heat of those hands, braided and rising. — Janet Fitch

His life's ambition is to have his head cut off and stuck up on a plaque just like his mother," said Ron irritably. "Is that normal, Hermione? — J.K. Rowling

I do my best work if I think about what it is I have to offer. — Barbara Kingsolver