Koehn And Koehn Quotes & Sayings

Maggie and I were delighted. It was now Jett's turn to go to the dark side. "I've never seen such a bunch of doom cookies," she said, wiping down the tables.
"What?"
"Doom cookies. You know, people who pretend to be something they're not, like girls in my class who pretend to be bad-ass but go home and read The Little House on the Prairie in their Disney princess bedrooms."
"Who were the Pie Night people pretending to be? I don't quite follow."
"They're pretending to be bad-ass pie bakers," Jett trilled in a church-lady falsetto, " 'Oh, leaf lard is the best.' 'No, I swear by a mixture of Crisco and butter.' When was the last time they actually baked a pie? If they did, they wouldn't be gorging themselves here on Pie Night. They probably don't even own a rolling pin." Jett sniffed. And then she added, diplomatically, "But your pie was good. — Judith Fertig

When I look at you, it's like I can see the colors," he signed. "I love you, Smile Girl. — Marie Hall

I know Oz, now," she said, and in the carving of the lintel she found that common ideogram, a Z circled with an O. "Usually letters don't hide inside each other," she told Glinda firmly. "No, that's true. In Oz, I suppose, something is always hiding ... — Gregory Maguire

Everyone, deep down within, carries a small cemetery of those he has loved. — Romain Rolland

You're not gonna tell me who I am. I'm gonna tell you who I am. — Nicki Minaj

Do you always blindly follow orders from your master? You are no more than a common mutt,' Varg growled.
Tain laughed. 'He is not my master, jotun. I serve no god, so I certainly serve no man, not even The Serpent himself. I am merely interested in my own goal and completing The Serpent's goal will lead me to mine. — Brittany Comeaux

Pour not on the comforts you want, but upon the mercies you have. Look rather at God's ending in afflicting, than to the measure and degree of your affliction. — Christopher Love

With the first kiss his mouth will taste of wormwood. — Poppy Z. Brite

This silence here was somewhat heavier, lonelier than the preceding one. The former was an elevator silence; this one was a walking-through-the-woods-by-night silence. — Edgar Cantero