Lemelle Family Reunion Quotes & Sayings

[ ... Dance] involves every possible feeling (as potential), because it is of the body, which is lived (inescapably) as a body of feeling. Some of these feelings we can name, and some we cannot, since we associate feelings with language only when we name them. The body lives sentience on a preverbal level. Dance exists first on this primordial level, not on an intellectual plane (even though it requires skill and intelligence). Its inmost substance cannot be reasoned, only experienced. — Sondra Horton Fraleigh

I should want hundreds of years to bring it all up, if I was fifty times as big, and Smaug as tame as a rabbit. — J.R.R. Tolkien

Home was wherever they were together, and it felt good. — Kenneth Eade

I know that God is truth, he holds this still -
Beyond me he bears all his free will. — Jonas Perez

Like all other joys, she rejected it as sin. — Nathaniel Hawthorne

What I lack in talent, I compensate with my willingness to grind it out. That's the secret of my life. — Guy Kawasaki

Trehan &Lothaire
"My Bride poisoned me so that I would lose a match against the demon male she loves."
Lothaire hiked his shoulders. "So?"
"Did you not hear me? She dumped toxins into a goblet of blood, then handed it to me, urging me to drink"
"Who doesn't have petty spats during courtship? So fucking what?"
"So she doesn't fucking want me!"
Lothaire roared back, "She doesn't get a godsdamned say in the matter!"
"Trehan's brows drew together. "What are you advising "advising - that I abduct her? As you recently did the Forbearer king? And your Bride before him?"
Lothaire snapped his fingers. "Exactly — Kresley Cole

Let the RINOs start a third party — Mark Levin

I have a lot of incomplete short films and incomplete scripts out there. — Bill Hader

The best place to succeed is where you are with what you have. - Charles Schwab — Anonymous

She that will not fight is a coward. She that cannot fight is weak. She that dares not fight is a slave. — C.J. Anderson

My eyes dawdled across the missalette. I had never noticed before that the official title of the 'Lord have mercy' prayer was the gracious phrase 'Invitation to Sorrow'. Hey there, Sorrow, how've you been keeping? Come on in. If your bike doesn't have lights you can always crash on our sofa tonight. Oh, so you'll be staying a while, Sorrow? Planning to get to know me better? Grand, so. There's tea in the pot. All — Emma Donoghue