Lindert Locomotive Guitar Quotes & Sayings

You are the Energizer Bunny for badasses. -Ash — Sherrilyn Kenyon

I already made icing. I told you not to buy any."
"Oops," I said, taking another scoop. "Looks like I messed up again. Guess I'll have to eat this."
He glanced toward me, giving a pointed look to the two containers I had set beside me. "All of it?" he asked.
"Maybe if you're nice, I'll share ... But considering you've already met your niceness quote for the year, I wouldn't bet on it. And you can't have any sprinkles."
"There goes my reason for living."
"I thought that was to make me miserable. — Bethany Frenette

I do not believe that we have a right to tell other people, women, that they can't control their bodies. — Joe Biden

can feel a better version of me somewhere — Gillian Flynn

Pray the real live forever man. Pray the fakes get exposed. — Drake

I would like to be able to breathe - to be able to love her by memory or fidelity. But my heart aches. I love you continuously, intensely. — Albert Camus

Today, the rich bottom land of the Misssissippi is under water and no foreign land has sent a dollar to help. — Gordon Sinclair

So it was flawed in that it didn't require California to have a first claim on the power plants. It deregulated part of the market, but not all of the market. — Gray Davis

When I'm painting outdoors, I only have time to think about what I'm saying, not how I'm saying it. — Matt Smith

We are not to practice Bible reading, fasting, solitude, prayer, and other disciplines to make God happy with us but to make space to hear how happy God is with us because of Jesus. — Jimmy Davis

Those with lives filled with laughter and sorrow,
Have no choice but to live between the two, in borrow.
Where is the green garden of love, that's infinite?
More than sorrow and laughter, plenty of fruits in it. — Rumi

She sighed and put on a good sulk. Actually, she had no desire to get her nose pierced but she did
want a third piercing in her left earlobe. Working down to it, or over to it, from the nose was good
strategy. The kind, she thought, her father would appreciate if he knew about it.
"It's my body."
"Not until you're eighteen, it's not. Until that happy day, it's mine. Go nag your brother."
"I can't. I'm not speaking to him."
She rolled onto her back on her father's — Nora Roberts