Maria Livia Quotes & Sayings

All lovers are in trouble. The trouble is not personal; it is in the very nature of things. They would not have been — Osho

Ten Delta Airlines baggage handlers were arrested for smuggling drugs into Detroit. Yeah, you can tell Delta was involved, because the drugs were supposed to be smuggled into Chicago. — Jimmy Fallon

All you have to do is close your eyes and endure the ... intense sensations you're about to experience."
"You mean the unbearable pain,"Bryson muttered. "Pain that's going
to make me cry. — James Dashner

I'm thinking about naming my first son Emmy so I can say I've got one. I want Emmy, Oscar and Tony - and my daughter Grammy. — Noah Wyle

A book comes and says, 'Write me.' My job is to try to serve it to the best of my ability, which is never good enough, but all I can do is listen to it, do what it tells me and collaborate. — Madeleine L'Engle

Most specifically, irrationality means that rational systems are unreasonable systems. By that I mean that they deny the basic humanity, the human reason, of the people who work within or are served by them. — George Ritzer

He still wondered what it would be like to be so intriguing that people would actually care if he disappeared. — Adam Langer

Major, send a shell first over their heads and let them get in their holes before you open with all your guns. — John Bell Hood

If you could only play a record once, imagine the intensity you'd have to bring into the listening. — Derek Bailey

Oh! The good times when we were so unhappy. — Alexandre Dumas

Golf is not sacred, and there is no use getting so gosh-darned solemn about it. — Don Herold

I mean, Britain is a country of successful Muslim businesspeople, teachers and educators, journalists. So, we have to say very strongly that the two million plus Muslims in Britain, the vast bulk of them make a huge contribution to our society, and they actually make it the vibrant society it is. — David Miliband

I'm not the perfect bride after all. — Jenna Bush

Her hands flew off the keyboard - she crouched as though she had been shot, saw yellow spots and then experienced a peaceful wave of oneness in which she entered pure communion. She was locked into the music, held there safely, entirely understood. Such was her innocence that she didn't know she was experiencing a sexual climax, but believed rather that what she felt was the natural outcome of this particular nocturne played to the utmost of her skills - and so it came to be. Chopin's spirit became her lover. His flats caressed her. His whole notes sank through her body like clear pebbles. His atmospheric trills were the flicker of a tongue. His pauses before the downward sweep of notes nearly drove her insane. The — Louise Erdrich