Liis Quotes & Sayings

Some souls aren't worth saving, I thought. There're some souls that even the devil wants no part of. — David Joy

Maybe, but we're the same, Liis. That's why it didn't work out with other people. I'm not going to let you run away, and you're not going to put up with my shit. — Jamie McGuire

Anthropology at that time was in transition, moving from the study of men dead and gone to the study of living people, and slowly letting go of the rigid belief that the natural and inevitable culmination of every society is the Western model. — Lily King

We're not wounded, Liis. We're matching scars. — Jamie McGuire

Dude, if you want to be a great musician, you have to try heroin. You'll see. It's like being back in the womb. — Dave Mustaine

Christianity enhanced the notion of political and social accountability by providing a new model: that of servant leadership. In ancient Greece and Rome no one would have dreamed of considering political leaders anyone's servants. The job of the leader was to lead. But Christ invented the notion that the way to lead is by serving the needs of others, especially those who are the most needy. — Dinesh D'Souza

I loved her first," Thomas said. "But you, Liis ... you are the last woman I will ever love. — Jamie McGuire

I lost someone I loved before, and it changed me. I gave up someone I loved before, and it crushed me. I know that when you leave, Liis, however it goes down ... it will end me. — Jamie McGuire

I wish that I could leave myself alone. I wish that I could finally feel that I punished myself enough. That I deserved time off for all my bad behavior. Let myself off the hook, drag myself off the rack where I am both torturer and torturee. — Carrie Fisher

Because, once in a while, Liis, I just need to see your face. I need to hear your voice. Some days are tougher for me than others. — Jamie McGuire

From the moment you become aware of a secret, the inevitable question arises: what price will you pay to keep it? — Jamie McGuire

One was an ancient tortoiseshell cat with arthritis, who creaked around the house--but when Aunt Sibby flickered her fingers and crooned, Miminy, miminy, tall-as-a-chi-mi-ny, danced on his hind legs like a kitten. — Jane Louise Curry