Leifeste Campground Quotes & Sayings
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It was hard to imagine him sneaking around and leaving a rose on anyone's doormat, but I guess boys will surprise you sometimes. — Rebecca Stead

I do not want an echo of myself from my children. I do not want to hear from them merely the reverberation of my own voice. — Madame De Stael

I've always wanted to write science fiction. It was one of my first loves, and I knew if I became a writer someday I'd probably write something in the science fiction vein, but I hesitated for a long while because it's such well-trod ground. — Rick Yancey

I don't believe in auditioning. I'm a bad auditioner. I don't like it. — Penn Badgley

If I had to climb into hell and wrestle the devil himself for one of my films, I would do it. — Werner Herzog

A photograph is not an accident - is a concept. It exists at, or before, the moment of exposure of the negative. — Ansel Adams

Leaders require courage of the highest order -- always moral courage -- and often physical courage as well. Courage is that quality of mind that enables people to encounter danger or difficulty firmly, without fear or discouragement. — J. Oswald Sanders

All I can do is listen to what my body needs and feels. — Carnie Wilson

We all know to feel sympathy for those who've suffered from drug addiction, child abuse, and terminal illness, so the set up elicits an emotional response that the story itself very well may not earn. Energy generated by the fiction itself is likely to produce more light. — Anthony Marra

Also, I need some duct tape, a shovel, and Brandon's phone number... — Shane Miller

I wasn't the only one who wished he was around more.... The trade-off we had to be content with was that our dad was Dean Martin. — Deana Martin

Soup's here," Judd finally said after we watched each other for a few minutes.
As I sipped the broth, Judd pretended to ignore me. I knew he wasn't really watching television. His face was too perfectly stoic like he was working hard to make himself seem cold.
"Do you want the rest?" I asked.
Judd frowned at me. "If I wanted soup, I'd have ordered myself some. I'm not a dog begging for scraps."
Scowling at his ridiculous anger, I shrugged. "I don't want to waste the rest. Can we put it in the mini fridge and I'll eat it in the morning?"
Judd's frown eased. "Fuck it. I'll eat it."
"No, it's mine," I said, standing up. "I offered and you got grumpy. Now, you can't have it."
"I'll just eat it after you go to sleep."
"I respect your honesty," I said, setting the bowl into the little fridge next to the expensive treats. "It's a rare quality in a thief."
Judd grinned. — Bijou Hunter