Kartonyono Quotes & Sayings

We teach boys to be afraid of fear, of weakness, of vulnerability. We teach them to mask their true selves, — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

Devlin was leaning against her car, elbows braces on the hood as though he didn't have a care in the world.
Anna nearly screamed. "Holy shit," she said, pressing her hand to her heart. "That's not cool."
Apparently untroubled by her reaction, he raised his hand and held his thumb and forefinger just milimeters apart. "It's a little cool."
"Oh, so Mr. Tall, Dark and Angsty has a sense of humor?"
"On a rare occasion. — Laura Kaye

The boar held a VCR reote control and cackled maliciously as he watched a video of U.S. politicians grinning with their one-time budy Saddam
Dick Cheney, Gulf War-era Secretary of State James Baker, Rev. Jesse Jackson, Bob Dole, George H.W. Bush, to the tune of "Taking Care of Business." And then the viewers saw themselves in a mirror emblazoned with the words "You are a witness. — Wafaa Bilal

Shrago stayed on his feet for a long second, and then his knees got the message that the lights were out upstairs, and he went down in a vertical heap, like he had jumped off a wall. — Lee Child

If she'd thought the oncoming storm outside was crazy, it was nothing compared to what happened between her and Finn every time they so much as looked at each other. — Jill Shalvis

Bow to nothing, son. I make mistakes as well as any man. If you think me wrong, be so good as to damn well say so. — David Gemmell

I get a lot of emails from entrepreneurs. The best ones are short, to the point and include some question and/or the product — Jason Calacanis

Academics and scientists too easily enjoy the role of secular priesthood given them in the nineteenth century by T. H. Huxley in particular. — Simon James

Age in a virtuous person, of either sex, carries in it an authority which makes it preferable to all the pleasures of youth. — Richard Steele

Her beauty was a weapon. A loaded gun, with the barrel pointed at her own head. — Khaled Hosseini

Ego and superego were dispatched with a single swift, killing blow and in swaggered my new ruler - that primitive little hedonistic bastard, the id. — Karen Marie Moning