Katianna Quotes & Sayings

Women are all so far Machiavellians that they are never either good or bad by halves; their passions are too strong, and their reason too weak, to do anything with moderation. — Lord Chesterfield

Time seemed to stop; the world around them stilled. There was only her. His thumb caressed at her lips, the lips he wanted to kiss.
Katianna rolled her face in his palm - a caressing nuzzle and he stilled, his breath froze in his chest.
A response. A submissive one at that. His heart, stilled fractured by that single nuance, but his loins burst with a wave of warmth.
A response - it had been a response. Oh fuck he had to kiss her. His whole body was screaming for her now. — Talon P.S.

That doesn't sound very attractive," laughed Anne. "I like people to have a little nonsense about them. — L.M. Montgomery

Should Disappointment, parent of Despair,
Strive for her son to seize my careless heart;
When, like a cloud, he sits upon the air,
Preparing on his spell-bound prey to dart:
Chase him away, sweet Hope, with visage bright,
And fright him as the morning frightens night! — John Keats

It is the artist's business to create sunshine when the sun fails. — Romain Rolland

That one of history's greatest brains struggled with amo, amas, amat should be consolation to anyone who has ever tried to learn a second language. — Ross King

I wouldn't recommend being a musician to anyone. It's not glamorous. It's a lot of being dirty, not eating, playing for five people and one of them is the bartender. — Dan Reynolds

I find daily life not always joyous, but always interesting. I have some sad days and nights, but none that are dull. As I advance deeper into the vale of years, I live with constantly increasing gusto and excitement. I am sure it all means something; in the last analysis, I am an optimist because I believe in God. Those who have no faith are quite naturally pessimists and I do not blame them. — William Lyon Phelps

Chaotic mathematics is essentially the study of chaos. It can't be chaos, if you can study it and it has an order. — Frederick Lenz

It was Fidelma's favourite walk, a winding path by the river in the Castle grounds. The Castle with its turrets and ivied walls was a five-star hotel which attracted celebrities and regulars who came for the fishing and shooting. She could do that walk in her sleep, over the bridge, down three steps, by a sign that read 'Please Close the Gate' and all of a sudden the sound of the river, squeezing its way under the bridge and then bursting out as it opened into a wide sweep, making its way upstream, girdling the small islands that it passed. The sound was like water bursting in childbirth, or so a woman who had had many children once told her, and she remembered it. — Edna O'Brien