Jolanda Ottino Quotes & Sayings

To find perfectly ripe fruit, catch it. — Khang Kijarro Nguyen

I was perfect," I said. "And I didn't even know."

"No," he whispered into my ear. "No, no. Perfect isn't real." I took a deep shaky breath and the feel of his strong arms around me began to feel steadying. "There's no more perfect, Callahan. Now there's only really damned good. — Sarina Bowen

Big Internet companies on average are capable of generating revenue of $1 million per employee, and that compares to 10 to 20 percent of that which is normally generated by traditional offline businesses of comparable size. — Yuri Milner

To Confess Is To Surrender — Sunday Adelaja

And if ever you need encouragement, remember at least two sober facts which nobody can rationally deny: that you are a new and unique living force in nature, and that you can, by taking thought and pursuing it, become more and more intensely alive. — John Steeksma

Dawn crept up out of the trees, defining a bole, a burl, a leaf at a time the world he'd spent the night trying to comprehend. But what would daylight offer except the illusion of understanding? At least in darkness you were spared the pretending. — Tom Franklin

Hollywood needs more women directors, and Mama Ava needs a carafe and a half of that sweet vino divino. — Ava DuVernay

The Holy Spirit has his own personality .He therefore moves in at will when we least expect it, and sometimes when we are least deserving of it. — R.T. Kendall

It throbbed and pulsed, channeled by elemental forces of fear, love, hope, and sadness. The bow stabbed and flitted across the strings in a violent whorl of creation; its hairs tore and split until it seemed the last strands would sever in a scrape of dissonance. Those who saw the last fragile remnants held their breath against the breaking. The music rippled across the ship like a spirit, like a thing alive and eldritch and pregnant with mystery. The song held. More than held, it deepened. It groaned. It resounded in the hollows of those who heard. Then it softened into tones long, slow, and patient and reminded men of the faintest stars trembling dimly in defiance of a ravening dark. At the last, when the golden hairs of the bow had given all the sound they knew, the music fled in a whisper. Fin was both emptied and filled, and the song sighed away on the wind. — A.S. Peterson

In quick succession, Qhuinn reviewed his answers: No, of course not, the knife was acting of its own volition. I was actually trying to stop it ... No, I only meant to give him a shave ... No, I didn't realize that slicing open someone's jugular was going to lead to death. — J.R. Ward

On the first night of the program. She waltzed around the set topless. She asked what asparagus was and said, "Rio de Janeiro, ain't that a person?" She referred to East Anglia as "East Angular," thought Portugal was in Spain, and complained that she was — Chris Hedges

I don't want to be Jewish, I want to be British," she announces in early December. — Pamela Druckerman

Beyonce is not above critique. As a feminist herself, I hope Beyonce would welcome it. — Roxane Gay

I had to break up with Medusa. I just got sick of buying mice for her hair. I should have ended it sooner, but you try looking into those eyes. — Alex Bosworth

Mood is painted in the margins: you create the image by negative space, dancing around it without ever saying it. 9. — Chuck Wendig