Landgoed Ehzerwold Quotes & Sayings

All during that prison time I really lived by prayer. Be in prayer always, we're told, and back then I was. — Diet Eman

His hand sliced through the air in a silencing motion, and he stalked to the window. "Have you seen any rats?"
Her mind spun at the sudden shift of subject. "Rats?"
"Rodents that resemble large mice."
"I know what rats are," she gritted out. "Why?"
"They're spies." He peered through the curtain into the darkness. Thick fog diffused the yellow lamplight, creating an eerie glow on the street below. "Have you seen any?"
Rodent spies? The man might be hot as hell, but he was a loon. As inconspicuously as possible, Cara inched toward the door. "I didn't see any furry little James Bonds. — Larissa Ione

There's something magical about putting yourself into life. You've got to stand up and take responsibility for your own life and you cannot abandon that. — Bill Kurtis

It cannot be denied that too often the weight of the Christian movement has been on the side of the strong and the powerful and against the weak and oppressed-this, despite the gospel. — Howard Thurman

so fresh in a building with no windows. — Patrick Rothfuss

Nothing is more limiting than a closed circle of acquaintanceship where every avenue of conversation has been explored and social exchanges are fixed in a known routine. — A.J. Cronin

I often hear from new graduates that it's better to wait until you have more experience ... But I'm a big believer in the power of inexperience ... The world needs you before you stop asking naive questions and while you have the time to understand the true nature of the complex problems we face and take them on. — Wendy Kopp

Pity addresses the perceived suffering, not the whole individual. — Phil Klay

Don't take things for granted. — Allen Evangelista

The spread of Viking bling is a good indication of the spread of its culture. — Neil MacGregor

She blushed and we smiled at her, when the Magpie saw us kissing passionately below the Acacia tree. — Avijeet Das

There is nothing more dread and more shameless than a woman who plans such deeds in her heart as the foul deed which she plotted when she contrived her husband's murder. — Homer

Hemingway should have stayed in the Midwest. He ruined things for the rest of us, telling all those lies. The lie about courage, the lie about every red-blooded male needing to kill a bull or climb Mount Kilimanjaro. — Francine Prose

Am I a terrible person?" she whispered, more for her ears than for his. "Does this mean I am fallen?"
But he heard her, and his voice was hot and moist on the skin of her cheek.
"No."
He moved to her ear and made her listen more closely.
"No."
He traveled to her lips and forced her to swallow the word.
"No."
Kate felt her head fall back. His voice was low and seductive, and it almost made her feel like she'd been born for this moment.
"You're perfect," he whispered, his large hands moving urgently over her body, one settling on her waist and the other moving up toward the gentle swell of her breast. "Right here, right now, in this moment, in this garden, you're perfect."
-Kate & Anthony — Julia Quinn