Leotrim Shala Quotes & Sayings

I say we should stake him to an anthill and throw little pickles at him! (Selena) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

We always say that nature cannot be change, but we forget that change is the name of nature — Hasnain Shakeel

If Albert Einstein was right, Cal Ripken should have been a CEO or politician rather than a shortstop, because Ripken led by example over and over ... and over again. — Don Yaeger

Now hell and heaven grapple on our backs and all our old pretense is ripped away. Aye, and God's icy wind will blow. — Arthur Miller

Writers want to summarize: What does this mean? What did we learn from this? That's a very 19th-century way of thinking about art, because it assumes that it should make our lives better or teach us something. — Laurie Anderson

What you perceive as "liberal" is my independence to choose what i do, with whom, and when. Moreover, it also means that i may choose not to do it, with anyone, ever. — Ana Castillo

If hell's in store for us someday, one of its most refined forms of torture will be to lock a person naked in a room filled with framed photos of his era. — Gunter Grass

Why are you dim when your face is so fucking pretty? When your eyes are bright enough to light up my whole damn world. Why? — Pella Grace

But mostly, I wrote songs and Viv wrote songs. — Neil Innes

I think fine dining is dying out everywhere ... but I think there will be - and there has to always be - room for at least a small number of really fine, old-school fine-dining restaurants. — Anthony Bourdain

Harry's blood quickened as lurid images filled his mind ... her against him, beneath him. That smiling mouth, his alone, her whispers curling into his ear. Her skin, soft and ivory pale in the darkness. Skin heated by skin, sensation emerging as he touched her.
She was worth anything, he thought, even giving up the last remnants of his soul. — Lisa Kleypas

The Soul is shriveled up and buried in a grave that does not love. — Thomas Traherne

He walked on without resting. He had a terrible longing for some distraction, but he did not know what to do, what to attempt. A new overwhelming sensation was gaining more and more mastery over him every moment; this was an immeasurable, almost physical, repulsion for everything surrounding him, an obstinate, malignant feeling of hatred. All who met him were loathsome to him - he loathed their faces, their movements, their gestures. If anyone had addressed him, he felt that he might have spat at him or bitten him ... — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

In any event, I don't believe in instant philosophy, because interesting problems take a long time to understand and work out. Just think of the problems of truth and justice. — Mario Bunge