Kolacny Brothers Quotes & Sayings

There would have to be bread, some rich, whole-grain bread and zwieback, and perhaps on a long, narrow dish some pale Westphalian ham laced with strips of white fat like an evening sky with bands of clouds. There would be some tea ready to be drunk, yellowish golden tea in glasses with silver saucers, giving off a faint fragrance. — Rainer Maria Rilke

Distance reflects the true intensity of the relationship.. Some people come too close & Some forgets that u exist too.. — Vineet Upadhyay

Franco-American relations have been, and always will be, both conflictual and excellent. The U.S. finds France unbearable with its pretensions; we find the U.S. unbearable with its hegenomism. But deep down, we remember that the 'boys' - came to help us two times, just as the Americans remember that the French helped them with their independence. So there will be sparks but no fire, because a real bond exists. — Jacques Chirac

The kind of roommate who greets me at the door, who makes me dinner, who would bring me coffee and bagels every single day of the week if I asked her to. — Mary Kubica

YOU TAKA MY SPACE
I BREAKA YOUR FACE — Mitch Albom

I cook this food with love and affection, for those I serve, I ask protection. — Deborah Blake

I have a very pragmatic approach to diets. Ones you can't stick to don't do you any good. Some people say, 'Just eat half of what's on your plate,' but I can't do that! — Nathan Myhrvold

Tears are kind of like urine. There's only so long you can hold them in. — Julie Buxbaum

What bothered me most about chick lit, frankly, was how the term was used to dismiss a huge chunk of the bookstore as silly, girlish prattle. — Rachel Sklar

Alas, this mundane realm is never as fun as the one inside our minds. But we can endeavor to make it so. — Larry Atchley Jr.

Tease me like that again, and I'll put you over my knee," Cain threatens, and my poor impulse control kicks into overdrive.
"I'm not teasing. — Lilly Black

Once," Balinda begins softly, "when I was in the emergency room with my mother they brought in a murderer who had been shot and was dying, right there in front of us. I watched as the nurse touched his face and reassured him and I could not believe they were being so nice to him."
"What happened?" Jill asked.
"My mother rose up, took my arm, gripped it as if she was a weight lifter and said, 'he was a beautiful baby once and his mother loved him'. — Kris Radish