Krambergerjev Quotes & Sayings

I may be a bum but God has to rest on something — Chobo

During holiday parties when people used to ask me what I did for a living, I would tell them I sold resort timeshares. That was an effective conversational nonstarter, until I met someone that actually did sell resort timeshares. — Dean Karnazes

Death to the pale-penised man-monster! Death to the pendulous-breasted harridan! — Matt Fraction

The glue that holds all relationships together ... is trust, and trust is based on integrity. — Brian Tracy

I'll tell you something now that I want you to remember. This is the truth. From the moment I first saw you I knew we were meant to be together. I loved you when we both lived with Old Gregory in Chipenden. I loved you when I was with Lukrasta. And I love you now. Either believe me or call me a liar - that's up to you. But it's the truth. - Alice — Joseph Delaney

Not matter what your sacred or religious book is, it's not how well you know the book, it's how well you're in alignment with the author. — Steve Maraboli

The only place I see you headed, Grady, is where you want to go. Wherever that might be. You're in control of your life. You have it in you to achieve whatever you set your mind to. And don't let Drew or anybody else tell you different. — Jill Gregory

A different and much deeper sort of beauty altogether. The thing and yet not the thing. — Donna Tartt

Don't get too comfortable out there in Hollywood, Gleeson," Piper said. Hedge snorted. "You kidding? These people make Aeolus look sane. — Rick Riordan

Hopefully, commercials are fun to do and watch so maybe there are more for me in the future. — Dante Hall

He clicked through a dozen of them until he found a picture of a dark, curly haired woman, ample, smiling, appearing much younger than sixty, so familiar-looking that he was immediately attracted to her simply because he found familiarity, rare these days, so comforting. He opened her ad and realized he was staring at a picture of his wife, — Jami Attenberg

Perhaps we desire death / or why is poison so sweet? / why do little Sirens make kindlier music / for a man caught in the net of the world between news-cast & work-desk? — Robinson Jeffers