Koenma Yu Quotes & Sayings

Change shouldn't be treated as a singular occurrence when it is an ongoing, continued process and dynamic capability within the organization. — Pearl Zhu

Interesting choice," Sullivan said. He slid his gaze over to Paul, who was drumming his fingers on the table in a manic, caffeine-inspired way and blinking a lot. Paul wasn't out-and-out singing along with the king of the dead, but he might as well have put out a big neon sign saying "How's My Driving? Ask Me About My Nerves: 1-800-WIG-N-OUT."
James — Maggie Stiefvater

The best way to deal with tiredness is to sleep it off. — Jarod Kintz

I sit in my room glowering at the ceiling. I know what this is about, I think. I'm cranky 'cause I'm uncomfortably thirsty for Chris all the bloody time. The heart-twinging excitement of yestermonth is gone. Now it just grates. There is no relief. There is nothing to be done. There is no sign of a parachute. — Laura Buzo

Acheron kissed her lightly on the cheek. "Rest. We'll be back when he needs you." He watched her
climb into bed before he took his nephew down to his room.
"Well, it appears to be just the two of us, little one. What say you we get naked, drunk and find us some
wenches?"
The baby actually smiled up at him as if he understood.
Acheron nodded. "So that's it, eh? Barely a month old and you're already lecherous. You are your father's son. — Sherrilyn Kenyon

Nature delights in the most plain and simple diet. — Joseph Addison

It seems to me self-evident that if you have a life, things happen in it, and certain things do change; certain things end. People you know die. — Jonathan Franzen

Just now they kissed, with India coming up close on her toes to see if she could tell yet what there was about a kiss. — Eudora Welty

I'm an educated man, the prisons I know are subtle ones. — Roberto Bolano

Film is a collaborative business: bend over. — David Mamet

Time had passed, yet her heart held onto him. She did not draw breath without thinking of him. She did not dream without feeling his presence at her side. His voice, in memory, was sweeter than any she'd heard. And she did not want to be without him. — Sasha Summers