Kellie Pickler Funny Quotes & Sayings

He was a hateful terrorist who will be missed by all. — Jack Straw

Any actor who is being honest will admit there's always a small or large part of the real you in every character. It's impossible not to have that. — Jerry Ferrara

We're all freaks sometimes, Melody," he replied. "You're just ... well, better at it than most. — Brandon Sanderson

I'm not a "what if." I want to just do it, try it, give it my all, and if it's not meant to be, I can accept that. But I had to do it. — Debbi Fields

Facebook had to be the biggest playground for self-absorbed assholes that the world had ever seen. — Jana Deleon

As the dead rise to live, the live sink to die, the currents are deep and raging inside. — Lou Reed

When I was young, I learned to feel for the harshness under every soft appearance. — Nuala O'Faolain

I'm always trying to do something different and trying to keep myself amused. — T.C. Boyle

First law: The energy of the universe is constant. Second law: The entropy of the universe always increases. — James Gleick

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard. Let us hit each other with birch branches and lock each other in dungeons; let us drink each other's blood in the night and betray each other in the sun. Let us lie and lust and take hundreds of lovers; let us dance until snow melts between us. Let us steal and eat until we grow fat and roll in the pleasures of life, clutching each other for purchase. — Catherynne M Valente

[Christianity is] the most ... perverted system that ever shone on man. — Thomas Jefferson

Men wouldn't ask any such thing. They'd already know what caught my eye. He whispered in a conspiratorial fashion. "It's your tits." "They're magnificent." He wasn't even looking at them, but Minnie's hand itched to cover herself - not to block out his sight, but to explore her own curves. To see if, perhaps, her bosom was magnificent, if it had been magnificent all these years, and she had simply never noticed. — Courtney Milan

But isn't it true that an author can write only about himself? — Milan Kundera

They found her with a nearly empty snifter of brandy on the nightstand, a book by her favorite novelist turned to the last page, and a smile on her face. — Dean Koontz