Karmetal Quotes & Sayings

When I was 12, I had a fondness for horror movies like the 'Wolfman.' The boy next door said I should read Poe. — Donald Hall

If New Horizons is, like Kaylee said, the tool God gave me to create a better life, I'm pretty sure I'm using it wrong. — Jessica Verdi

Dangerous people with guns are a threat to women. — Gabrielle Giffords

We in Government have begun to recognize the critical work which must be done at all levels-local, State and Federal-in ending the pollution of our waters. — Robert Kennedy

At some point you must decide if you want to succeed or just be someone who was never to blame for anything going wrong. — Robert Breault

Maybe you yhink you're not perfect,not pretty enough,or smart enough,but for some guy,you're pefect just the way you are.that's your perfect man. — Yuchita Erayani

I always felt awkward and unfinished, unworthy of love, suspicious of affection offered. My mother's absence became a great presence in my life. — Marilyn Sewell

There is no explanation for love. But love is all that matters, isn't it? — Jacqueline Sheehan

Alec watched them through the half-open door, Jace leaned against the sink as his adoptive sister sponged his wrists and wrapped them in a white gauze. "Okay, now take off your shirt." (Isabelle)
"I knew there was something in this for you." (Jace)
~pg. 329~ — Cassandra Clare

I have always noticed that whenever a radical takes to Imperialism, he catches it in a very acute form. — Winston Churchill

I'm glad she left me the kids. I'd be lost without them. Lost and bitter. With them here, I'm only bitter. — Steven Herrick

They all tell you not to fight fire with fire,
but that is only because they are afraid of your flames. — Caitlyn Siehl

Lapin breaks away from Broadway and picks a path toward Telegraph Hill. Her velocity is steady, even as the landscape rises underneath her; she's the little eccentric that could. — Robin Sloan

He sits in his car at traffic lights on his way out sometimes and tries to estimate how many times he has sat here, waiting at these traffic lights on his way somewhere without you, hoping to meet someone with the capacity to consign you to an anecdote, to be eventually confused with others — Elliot Perlman

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. I am not afraid, but the sensation is like being afraid. The same fluttering in the stomach, the same restlessness, the yawning. I keep on swallowing.
At other times it feels like being mildly drunk, or concussed. There is a sort of invisible blanket between the world and me. I find it hard to take in what anyone says. Or perhaps, hard to want to take it in. It is so uninteresting. Yet I want the others to be about me. I dread the moments when the house is empty. If only they would talk to one another and not to me. — C.S. Lewis