Lorisue Quotes & Sayings

A punching bag. The guy was pounding on a punching bag. That realization took about a nanosecond to register in her brain before the real important information came to the forefront: LoriSue, God bless her slutty little soul, had been absolutely correct. He was male-stripper material, and he'd been thoughtful enough to strip to a pair of athletic shorts on his very first night in the neighborhood. — Susan Donovan

I support [FRAME's] objectives, largely because I do not believe that results of tests conducted on animals will be neccessarily relevant to human beings ... — Ian Jenkins

Your mission isn't a project to check off your list. It's a commitment to which to dedicate your life. — Victoria Moran

Class, race, sexuality, gender and all other categories by which we categorize and dismiss each other need to be excavated from the inside. — Dorothy Allison

Glory is sacrifice, glory is exhaustion, glory is having nothing left to give.
Almost.
It is death by living. — N.D. Wilson

If we offer too much silent assent about mysticism and superstition - even when it seems to be doing a little good - we abet a general climate in which scepticism is considered impolite, science tiresome, and rigorous thinking somehow stuffy and inappropriate. Figuring out a prudent balance takes wisdom. — Carl Sagan

What would happen if you set me free?"
"I can't," he said, shaking his head. "Even if I had the key to those chains and let you go, Nero would beat the snot out of me."
"Scratch that idea."
He lifted his chin and disguised an emotion I couldn't read. "You mean it?"
"No one takes a beating for me."
For the first time, Finn was silent.
His jeans rustled as he stood up to leave. When he was out of sight, I heard him mumble to himself, "I wish I could give you a blanket."
I loved that kid immediately. — Dannika Dark

He liked familiar things, things that had been worn in by good people, people he could trust. — Jan Karon

Complaining is never powerful because at the root of a complaint is powerlessness — Dennis Prager