Kweendeoks Quotes & Sayings

If you kill me, you will lose your soul and your son to the sky," I warned, my eyes straying briefly to his young son who met my gaze, his hands clinging to the mane of his enormous horse. "Kneel! — Amy Harmon

Time was what held the world together. It kept life as it should be. — Rachel Joyce

The thirty-plus years of marriage between the ceiling and the cement plaster showed signs of weakness by frequently developing cracks and holes. — Pawan Mishra

I started to write a series of fantasy novels when I was eleven. I have never taken anything artistic as seriously; since then, writing has felt like an attempt to get back there, to my bedroom, my maps, those races and languages and runes. — Ken Baumann

Sometimes waiting is the hardest thing of all. — Luanne Rice

My dream would be to be on a show that shoots in New York, because I live here, and then I could walk to work. — Janeane Garofalo

Now, in music, it seems more like the popular crowd suppresses anyone who is different. — Liz Phair

You may have confidence in the Lord's service. The Savior will help you do what He has called you to do, be it for a time as a worker in the Church or forever as a parent. You may pray for help enough to do the work and know that it will come. — Henry B. Eyring

As a small businessperson, you have no greater leverage than the truth. — John Greenleaf Whittier

Driving Benzes with no benefits, not bad huh, for some immigrants — Jay-Z

In fact, the Iraqi foreign minister admitted in March 2003 that Iraqi funds were sent to families of Palestinian suicide bombers who attacked and killed innocent Israeli citizens, and also 12 Americans in Israel in 2003. — Jim Gerlach

The realization that reason and anti-reason, sense and nonsense, design and chance, consciousness and unconsciousness, belong together as necessary parts of a whole - this was the central message of Dada. — Hans Richter

Her little fists pummeled at him, and he accepted the abuse. Until he realized she'd made an improper fist and was actually hurting herself. He wound an arm around her waist, spun her and slammed her into the hard line of his body to still her.
"Let me go!"
"In a minute." As she struggled, he pulled her thumb out from beneath her fingers and rearranged her fist. "Hit like this." Done, he released her. — Gena Showalter

My friends think I'm ugly, I gotta masculine face. — Tom Waits