Khun Quotes & Sayings

I don't care. I want that one out. We can't afford a stampede. Find some polite way to get rid of him." Anderson pulls over another stack of paychecks waiting for his signature.
Hock Seng tries again. "Khun, negotiating with the union is a complicated thing."
"That's why I have you. It's called delegating." Anderson continues flipping the papers.
"Yes, of course." Hock Seng regards him drily. "Thank you for your management instruction. — Paolo Bacigalupi

In taking action we must remember that the things which are happening to the Jews today are but a part of the general disintegration anticipated by philosophers and historians of different schools for almost half a century. — Louis Finkelstein

Being a working actor, you're going to do a Spelling show. It's hard not to. — Casper Van Dien

I should never seek a job in my life, my mission in life is to create jobs. I am not a job seeker, I am a job giver. — Muhammad Yunus

When a woman tells you she's had a dream about you, you know what's going on, don't you? It means she likes you. It's her way of telling you that you're on her mind. Really on her mind. — David Gilmour

The Ancient Treatise to Become Rich. 'Becoming rich needs a simple skill Save one-sixth of the income you earn Turn it into capital through your will For without capital there is no return Ensure that you create multiple sources of Income Live off the returns and your life will reach its prime Destruction of wealth comes with recognisable symptoms Protect it by doing the right things that fits the — Khun S. Kumar

Even in love you need pain — C.D. Reiss

in that report. She — Ally Condie

A narcissism shared by two. — Rita Mae Brown

You know you're in a tough place in your life when you decide now's a good time to start Moby Dick. — Ben Monopoli

Heart pounding, he collapsed on top of her, claiming her lips with his as he did so, making love to her mouth with his tongue as his spent c#ck continued to spasm inside her p#ssy. Wanting to give her pleasure even as the steel left his length.
She wrapped her arms around his back, tangling her legs with his as she returned his kiss. The pulsing pressure of her fading orgasm on his dick was an unbearable caress he would willingly endure until the end of time. An affirmation of the pleasure he gave her.
A confirmation of what his heart had been telling him since he'd first laid eyes on her: he was hers. Irrevocably and unquestionably. — Lexxie Couper

The barman nodded and looked around for the elf. "Thought he'd be with you. Where've you left him?" "He's dead," said Harry. "Bellatrix Lestrange killed him. — J.K. Rowling