Konold Name Quotes & Sayings

The motive forces of phantasies are unsatisfied wishes, and every single phantasy is the fulfillment of a wish, a correction of unsatisfying reality. — Sigmund Freud

Sex is a three letter word even the worst speller in the world can spell. — Chloe Thurlow

Dreams do come true, if only we wish hard enough. You can have anything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it. — J.M. Barrie

Do you speak English?" "Certainly. And I understand American. — Robert A. Heinlein

All I care about is money and the city that I'm from. — Drake

Our lives are a novel being written. We are its author. Every action we encounter and every person we meet has a role and a place in our ultimate story. It is in our control to decide the level of how, who and what impacts us and how large a role we decide to assign each. — Mark W. Boyer

The prison was a shiver running up the spine of the shadowed background. The shiver running up Isabel's spine was only a piece of the haunted, crawling darkness before her. This prison, this disturbed place of long-lost hope, was the place she'd been looking for.
-Isabel, by E. L. Schoeman — E.L. Schoeman

It's almost like when you're young, your friends take on the romance role, and then guys take on the role of your friends later. — Lena Dunham

You're beginning to get the idea, Clark. We could have changed the world ... now ... look at us ... I've become a political liability ... and ... you ... you're a joke. I want you to remember, Clark ... in all the years to come ... in your most private moments ... I want you to remember ... my hand ... at your throat ... I want ... you to remember ... the one man who beat you. — Frank Miller

As a great deal of flesh would have been needed to make a fat man of him, his frame being so large, he was not fat; his face was a large framework too, looking, by the smallness of the features and the glow in the hollow of the cheek, more fitted to withstand assaults of the weather than to express sentiments and emotions, or to respond to them in others. — Virginia Woolf

And then it goes as with all anger attacks. They don't just consist of one anger, but of many. A long series of angers, flung into a volcano in one's breast until it erupts. — Fredrik Backman