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Mairets Garden Quotes By Sydney Croft

I've thought about how you'd taste," he said, in a low, guttural voice, and she whimpered, arched against his mouth.

"Jesus," he panted. "It's like a fucking drug."

~Tommy aka "Ender — Sydney Croft

Mairets Garden Quotes By Nina Jacobson

Only audiences decide what's a franchise. Only audiences decide what's a hit. I have always been mindful of not wanting to be the Miami Heat of movies. — Nina Jacobson

Mairets Garden Quotes By Franz Kafka

But I will write in spite of everything, absolutely; it is my struggle for self-preservation. — Franz Kafka

Mairets Garden Quotes By Maharishi Mahesh Yogi

Like the hollow nothingness within the seed of a tree, which contains the potential of the entire tree, the experience of nothingness in the unmanifest field has within it the lively potential of everything in creation. — Maharishi Mahesh Yogi

Mairets Garden Quotes By Julie Orringer

Life, oblivious to his grief, continued — Julie Orringer

Mairets Garden Quotes By Erin Hunter

Having fun?" Instantly Squirrelpaw's head whipped around and her green eyes flashed fury at him. "That's right, have a good laugh, you stupid furball! — Erin Hunter

Mairets Garden Quotes By Mary McLeod Bethune

We have a powerful potential in out youth, and we must have the courage to change old ideas and practices so that we may direct their power toward good ends. — Mary McLeod Bethune

Mairets Garden Quotes By Elaine Dundy

What did I feel? Appalled. Astonished. Bewildered. I thought I was doing so well. I thought I was charming the hell out of him. I thought I had him eating out of my hand. Well: I thought I was getting away with it. I might have known. There is always a catch. But suddenly I felt very very young, like a child. Suddenly I wanted to run to - God knows whom, maybe God Himself - why is there never a face I can put to whom I want to run? - and cry, 'But I thought he liked me. All I want is to be liked.' And then, thank heaven, cold rage and fury. — Elaine Dundy