Mansuri Quotes & Sayings

If you are wrong, admit it quickly and emphatically. — Dale Carnegie

He couldn't take it anymore.
He wrapped his hand around the back of her head and pulled her up, pulled her across his chest, pulled her into a kiss so filthily explicit his tongue might as well have been fucking her mouth.
They groaned in unison and he wrapped his hand over hers, forcing her fingers tight around his erection, showing her how to pull up, the loose skin sliding over his hot core - oh, sweet, sweet God - and down, fisting tight, moving faster, his hips pumping up into their shared grasp.
She moaned and his hips jerked at the sound.
And then she sucked his tongue and hot pleasure speared him. He convulsed, spunk spewing over his fingers, over hers. He smeared them both in it as he yanked himself through it, shuddering. — Elizabeth Hoyt

Forgiveness is a strange thing. It can sometimes be easier to forgive our enemies than our friends. It can be hardest of all to forgive people we love. Like all of life's important coping skills, the ability to forgive and the capacity to let go of resentments most likely take root very early in our lives. — Fred Rogers

For a deeper interest in the Moon than I ever felt before. — Warren De La Rue

Praising an honest person who doesn't deserve it, always wounds them. — Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux

Sodomy is in the Bible, to be read in churches. I wouldn't rule it out of Mr. Bruce's act if he cares to comment on it. — Dorothy Kilgallen

The whole purport of literature ... is the notation of the heart. Style is but the faintly contemptible vessel in which the bitter liquid is recommended to the world. — Thornton Wilder

People say I am lucky. I am lucky indeed because what can be better luck than to have the blessings of 125 crore Indians ... — Narendra Modi

Nothing stays forever, nobody does rather. All the things, people will leave you one fine day and you'll be a wanderer in solitude again. You'll moan again silently through the process of decaying. All your richness or poorness
was never really of worth.
When you were born, you were dead, respiring to cease. You're a trader, exchanging everything! — Nupur Walia