Jeux En Quotes & Sayings

No woman ever ages beyond eighteen in her heart. — Robert A. Heinlein

I sang in church growing up. Memphis is the blues capital of the world, we like to say. — Justin Timberlake

Control the things you can control, maggot. Let everything else take a flying fuck at you and if you must go down, go down with your guns blazing. — Stephen King

One to destroy, is murder by the law; and gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe; to murder thousands, takes a specious name, 'War's glorious art', and gives immortal fame. — Edward Young

Nyx's quasar eyes burned. "Of course not. I would not let my horses eat you, any more than I would let Akhlys kill you. Such fine prizes, I will kill myself!"
Annabeth didn't feel particularly witty or courageous, but her instincts told her to take the initiative, or this would be a very short conversation.
"Oh, don't kill yourself!" she cried. "We're not that scary."
The goddess lowered her whip. "What? No, I didn't mean - "
"Well, I hope not!" Annabeth looked at Percy and forced a laugh. "We wouldn't want to scare her, would we?"
"Ha, ha," Percy said weakly. "No, we wouldn't. — Rick Riordan

Trust me-that toilet and me were best friends for the first few days I was here. — Alexander Gordon Smith

It doesn't seem to me that this fantastically marvelous universe, this tremendous range of time and space and different kinds of animals, and all the different planets, and all these atoms with all their motions, and so on, all this complicated thing can merely be a stage so that God can watch human beings struggle for good and evil - which is the view that religion has. The stage is too big for the drama. — Richard Feynman

Kiss me, Zach." I pressed up against him, cold and alone. I didn't want to fight. I wanted to be warm and safe again, "Kiss me. — Ally Carter

The value of a life is but your consciousness of its importance. — Westley Tusa

Ahh the 90's I hated ye when I was in it, but I love it now that it's gone ... — Allison B. Levine

He used to talk to me about Russia all the time and had sworn up and down that I'd love it here. "To you, it'd be like a fairy tale," he'd told me.
"Sorry, comrade. Borg and out-of-date music aren't part of any happy ending I've ever imagined."
"Borscht, not borg. And I've seen your appetite. If you were hungry enough, you'd eat it."
"So starvation's necessary for this fairy tale to work out? — Richelle Mead