Krystie Stuart Quotes & Sayings

After fourteen years of matrimony, I have discovered that hoping your other half telepathically reads your mind only leads to someone wanting to punch the other one in the face. — Twinkle Khanna

Fear is contagious. You can catch it. — Neil Gaiman

I walk around thinking job to job, trying to not have regrets. — Jake Gyllenhaal

Also, this is our lives for a huge part of the year and we did not want to be in prison, 24/7. It was too oppressive. So, we were like, "How can we get out? Let's see their lives, a little bit." That was really fun. — Jenji Kohan

My God, Seelichka. Even though they cut into your brain, even though they rewired you, you held on to him. No wonder Mishka calls you Silver Fucking Mercant. — Nalini Singh

When a librarian really believes that a book is harmful, that its content is contrary to the welfare of the community, or that it is destructive of good taste, even if those are his opinions only, he has not only the right, but also the obligation to do what he properly can to keep that book out of the hand of those whom he thinks might be injured by it. — Jesse Shera

I always say centered food equals centered behavior. — Marilu Henner

There is no pure free-market economy. — Jeane Kirkpatrick

When we got him, my dog was small, But he kept growing, Now he's tall. He's way too big, I don't like it at all, When he makes me fall as he runs down the hall. We can't play fetch, We can't play ball, We can't play catch, We can't play at all, He's way too big, I don't like it at all. When we got him, my dog was small. — M. Anderson

At the Slavemarket:
"How is her disposition?"
"Meek as meek can be; we tried training her in the care of sheep, but they bullied her, and drove her to tears."
Iayd turned to Fudail's henchman Falih. Falih was a bald, fat man charged with keeping the slaves in line. His face bore scars that seemed to indicate that he had just recently tried to rob an eagle nest whilst the eagle mother was still at home. His legs stood knock-kneed and he held his groin as if something serious was amiss with the heirlooms entrusted him.
"I swear to you, she is an angel sent to earth to spread kindness," Falih said, his voice somewhat out of pitch.
Something must be wrong, thought Iayd. — August Renfelt

Ten minutes later she'd swore that she was never going to eat another Butterfinger candy bar as long as she lived and that if Danny Jenkins tried to show her his baby maker that she was going to hit him in the head with a stick. Thankfully — R.L. Mathewson