Jarlaxle Stat Quotes & Sayings

Helen is one of those people who never say anything, not because she's shy but because she's learned - in a way I always mean to - that if you don't say anything, you make people far more nervous and self-conscious and careful around you than if you do. People like me, we just rush into the vacuum of silence people like Helen float around in; we blather and dither and yakyakyak, and people like Helen just sit there and smile into the wind. — Nora Ephron

God, what pathetic creatures had inherited the earth, to walk a little while with their eyes upon the stars and turn their gaze too soon upon the ground that held their feet! — Martha Ostenso

In college, a group of guys labelled me a "righteous little beaver." Again, I was slightly pissed because it seemed offensive and misdirected, but when I learned that beavers swim upstream, I realized that maybe it was fitting after all. — Amy Richards

I'm still a tomboy at heart. In high school, I was the girl in the baggy jeans and Timberlands, but I was also at the hairdresser's every week. — Eve

Out. He watched her when they were at Kate's tennis — Barbara Delinsky

People kept asking, 'What's your market?' I've got no idea at all other than me, an eleven year old kid in a 56-year-old body. But there are a lot of us out there. — Graeme Base

What the hell kind of family did I marry into? — Triple H

The old days were the old days. And they were great days. But now is now. — Don Rickles

Though you should not fear failure, you should do your very best to avoid it. — Conan O'Brien

SECOND SUN
So much blood
Has been spent in this world,
But we have not yet built a sun of blood.
Listen, my friend,
To these trembling words:
A second sun will be born
of our blood
in the form of a heart. — Visar Zhiti

We are but a point, a single comma, and God is the literature of eternity. — Henry Ward Beecher

Have you had much luck tonight?" she asked.
His gaze slipped to the neat stacks of coins in front of her. "No' as much as ye, my lady."
She let her own stare trail across her piles of winnings. Shame sizzled against her cheeks.,,,
"Perhaps I'm lucky tonight myself," he said.
The silky undertone in his voice crept up her back like the skilled swipe of a musician's fingers strumming a harp.
"What do you mean?" Of course she knew what he meant, but the glint of flirtation in his eye begged her to prompt him for the compliment.
A golden dollop of honey dribbled to lure the bee.
And she buzzed ever closer.
He pulled his freshly dealt cards toward him. "Perhaps I'm lucky tonight because I've met ye. — Madeline Martin