Manoela Antelo Quotes & Sayings

Do not, oh do not indulge such a wild idea that a newspaper might err! If so what have we to trust in this age of sham? — Lewis Carroll

I'm Abby fucking Johnston's daughter — Jillian Dodd

The last thing I want is to walk into my house after a long day and see all the Grammys and awards. It would make me feel weird. — Alicia Keys

Get off me, baby, gotta shower." I rolled off but he rolled right on top of me. "I thought you had to shower," I asked when I caught his eyes. He held my gaze for a moment and I couldn't read his face before his head dipped and I felt his nose tweak my ear. "I'm sorry I was a dick," he whispered there. There it was. That was all he had to do and I knew at that moment there would be times when he'd be a jerk and that was all he'd ever have to do. My arms slid around him. "Honey," I whispered back. He gave my shoulder a bristly kiss and then he was gone. — Kristen Ashley

If Abu Nidal is a terrorist, then so is George Washington. — Muammar Al-Gaddafi

A lot of bands that reunite do it for the wrong reasons. They do it for the bucks and everybody can sense it. — Glenn Tipton

The horse must understand and accept any demands made by rider without any resistance. Reward the horse each time he does what is asked of him. Never ask for more than he is capable of giving. Make him a COMPANION, and not a slave, then you will see what a true friend he is. — Nuno Oliveira

I was down with Lucinda Williams and Mary Chapin-Carpenter. We did an acoustic tour, just the three of us, three chicks and three guitars. — Rosanne Cash

Being on the moon is about harnessing science and technology. Waveless waterbeds are about harnessing nature and that, by definition, is not natural," I shot back.
"Babe, you're not lyin' on a miracle," he said through a lip twitch.
"No, I'm lying under one. — Kristen Ashley

The Chukchee, a people indigenous to Siberia, had their own special way of dealing with unruly winds. A Chukchee man would chant, "Western Wind, look here! Look down on my buttocks. We are going to give you some fat. Cease blowing!" The nineteenth-century European visitor who reported this ritual described it as follows: "The man pronouncing the incantation lets his breeches fall down, and bucks leeward, exposing his bare buttocks to the wind. At every word he claps his hands. — Robert Wright

We have to think of a question that we wouldn't otherwise want to answer.'
He stood over the pot, looking down at the leaves. 'Something like, Who do you fancy?'
'That might work,' I said, even though it was the last question I wanted to answer. But it was impossible, suddenly, to tell a lie.
Benjamin took a deep sniff over the steam and turned to me. 'All right,' he said. 'So who do you fancy?'
I hesitated. 'Fancy means like, right?' I said stalling.
'Of course.'
I gritted my teeth against the answer coming out. but I couldn't stop myself. 'You,' I said helplessly. — Maile Meloy

But we do not fear silence, for often God speaks loudest in the quiet of our hearts. And — Diana Gabaldon