Maked Quotes & Sayings

Gia- Give me a good reason why i should see you.
Jax- Beacause, I want you to. Beacause I need to spend time with you. You make me feel ... human. Being with you maked me feel like I'm not a complete piece of shit. — Sylvia Day

Love may be blind, but lust is just damn stupid. — Lois Greiman

to speak to anyone on her way, and by no means to speak to any Free State soldier, for if she does, we will be killed here. They will kill us as easily as they killed Willie on the mountain, that's for sure. I would say to you, we will kill you if she speaks, but I am not sure if we would.' My father looked at him surprised. And it seemed so honest and polite a thing to say, I resolved to do as he asked, and speak to no one. 'And anyhow, we have no bullets, which is why we stayed in the heather, like hares, and didn't stir. I would we had stirred, lads,' said the brother of the dead man, 'and risen up, and thrun ourselves at them, because this is no way to stand in the world, with Willie dead, and us living.' And — Sebastian Barry

When you're around me, you're going to get glitter on you. — Kesha

Sometimes you have to go places with characters and emotions within yourself you don't want to do, but you have a duty to the story and as a storyteller to do it. — Hugh Jackman

We can be anybody we wanna be. — Joseph Gordon-Levitt

Don't doubt yourself, that's what haters are for. — Turcois Ominek

There were disappointments. Things you couldn't know you had wanted, or even things you were quite certain you hadn't wanted, but still, as you discovered, missed some aspect of. — Sue Miller

Every one should keep a mental wastepaper basket and the older he grows the more things he will consign to it - torn up to irrecoverable tatters. — Samuel Butler

The one stroke marks the difference between fame and oblivion. — Samuel Parris

God", said the dying man, pointing his finger, with a ghastly look, at the undismayed countenance of his enemy, "God will give him blood to drink! — Nathaniel Hawthorne

A bettre preest, I trowe that nowher noon is. He wayted after no pompe and reverence, 525 Ne maked him a spyced conscience, But Cristes lore, and his apostles twelve, He taughte, and first he folwed it him-selve. — Geoffrey Chaucer

Books are about the only family I have; they practically raised me," she said. — Lynn Sposito

He was consumed with wonder by her presence. — F Scott Fitzgerald

He was barefoot, dressed in a black slacks with a thin belt and a sea-green silk shirt. His hair was damp, and he'd brushed it back away from his face. He sat down beside me on the loveseat and snuck his arm around my shoulders. He smelled fantastic. That warm summery sandalwood scent of his mixed with the jasmine.
That's got to be what heaven smells like. — Colleen Houck