Ismeria Quotes & Sayings

The power to think as you wish to think is the only power over which you have absolute control. — Napoleon Hill

It had been easy to decide in favor of love on Bethune Street, in favor of walking proud and naked on the grass rug of an apartment that caught the morning sun among its makeshift chairs, its French travel posters and its bookcase made of packing-crate slats - an apartment where half the fun of having an affair was that it was just like being married, and where later, after a trip to City Hall and back, after a ceremonial collecting of the other two keys from the other two men, half the fun of being married was that it was just like having an affair. She'd decided in favor of that, all right. — Richard Yates

I made a deal with sharks. I don't swim near them and they don't play cricket. — J.E. Fison

Well, I'm a consumer as well. I go to the movies with my popcorn and believe everything I see. — Kelly Lynch

Did this fat little priest mean to take her as a wife? She was horrified at the thought of marrying of man whose only skill with a blade was cutting slivers of gorgonzola. — Seth Grahame-Smith

Kenji turns to look at me. He manages a goofy smile. "Aw, you trust me?"
"As long as I have a clear shot." I tighten my hold on the gun in my hand.
His grin is crooked. "I don't know why, but I kind of like it when you threaten me."
"That's because you're an idiot."
"Nah." he shakes his head. "You've got a sexy voice. Makes everything sound naughty."
Adam stands up so suddenly he nearly knocks over the coffee table. — Tahereh Mafi

France was built with swords. The fleur-de-lis, symbol of national unity, is only the image of a spear with three pikes. — Charles De Gaulle

I think we should know about candidates desires and views, but I think it would be a mistake to assume that they will become reality. — Sung Won Sohn

She used to wander through the past as often as it beckoned her, bemoaning the loss of nostalgia. Then, for a while, she turned from it, blissfully free of its noxious clutch, and now it's back, taunting her with what she left behind, knowing she can never recapture what's gone. — Donna Lynn Hope