Jermaine White Quotes & Sayings

You can take the babushka off the Jewish mother and dress her up in a pair of Seven jeans and Marc Jacobs sling-backs, but she's still going to expect a passel of grandkids. — Ayelet Waldman

If you live each day as if it were your last, someday you'll be right. — Steve Jobs

Emerson was not passionate about abolition. He wasn't a passionate person. He was a cool intellectual, and I think he probably was a little uncomfortable with passionate people, but he was against slavery. — Nell Irvin Painter

Mack Gaffey, resident veterinarian and owner of Oak Falls Kennel for the Canine Challenged came to greet him. He was a tall, painfully thin man with a tuft of wiry gray hair sticking out in horns on his head and a pair of thick-rimmed glasses.
"Sheriff, glad you could make it." They shook hands.
"Alright Mack," Al said. "So you've had yourself some vandalism, huh?"
Mack nodded and lead him around his white GMC. On hood of the van was a fogged-up ZipLock bag. "Some sicko took a dump on my van."
Mack held up the bag so Al could see the giant, steaming turd inside. "It's human shit, Al. I did the tests this morning."
The sheriff frowned and started wiping the hand he shook Mack's with against his pants. "Well, this stinks."
"You should smell it out of the bag, Sheriff. — Daniel Younger

You went up a girl and came down a woman. — Patrick Ness

Life gradually becomes a surrender to situations conditioned by technology. — Pope Francis

I used to live in New York, and I have friends that work in the fashion world, and I feel like I had an ear to the ground there. — Gillian Jacobs

He said, 'Jasmine actually seemed like part of the band tonight.'" A smile twitched his lips. "Then he questioned his sanity. — Tara Kelly

Looking can make you want. Wanting can get you thinking. If you want them to stop thinking, just give them what they want. — R.S. Vern

Mediocrity is now, as formerly, dangerous, commonly fatal, to the poet; but among even the successful writers of prose, those who rise sensibly above it are the very rarest exceptions. — William E. Gladstone

I'm out there doing the best that I can, My lip is cut and I'm still playing. — Miles Davis

There were no strangers here tonight, only family. As he sang, Carter focused on sending the love he felt back out to Liz and Nolan, to Elliot and Jennifer, and Ethan, especially Ethan, who saw music in the sky and goodness in every person. Ethan, who had seen Carter in a way Carter had never seen himself, and showed Carter that he was more than a series of twitches and consonants.
Ethan, who Carter loved. Ethan, who loved Carter. — Ryan Loveless