Marijean Armitage Quotes & Sayings

But like in life, so in thoughts:
colours fade softly, quietly. — Adyasha Das

He tries to force the anger down, but it's like an anvil on his chest. He closes his eyes, like Sammy taught him, and forces the anvil up; he softens. — Chris Crutcher

The State acquires power ... and because of its insatiable lust for power it is incapable of giving up any of it. The State never abdicates. — Frank Chodorov

To be radical, an empiricism must neither admit into its constructions any element that is not directly experienced, nor exclude from them any element that is directly experienced. — William James

We can't all guard the life we love - or there soon would be no life left to love but being a guard. — Gabriel King

When I was a young kid I loved Don Rickles, Buddy Hackett and Jackie Vernon. — Marc Maron

Willingness to be puzzled is a valuable trait to cultivate, from childhood to advanced inquiry. — Noam Chomsky

Giving people like Dodd and Frank more authority is like rewarding an arsonist with gasoline and matches. — Daniel J. Mitchell

I like going to the gym every day because I'm in physiotherapy every day. — Daniel Craig

Every time we give a musician the advice to give away the music and sell the T-shirt, we're saying, 'Don't make your living in this more elevated way. Instead, reverse this social progress, and choose a more physical way to make a living.' We're sending them to peasanthood, very much like the Maoists have. — Jaron Lanier

Can I just tell you, I think it's the most beautiful thing about young people today, it gives me so much hope for the future, that they don't really recognize race the way my generation does. — Viola Davis

Nick knew the moment she realized her robe had dropped. Knew when the knowledge she was naked hit her full force. Watched her lips purse a small circle of horror right before sanity hit to make her reach for the robe.
Nick used his two-second time span to make a decision.
Her fingers started to yank up the material when he blocked her motion, lowered his head, and stamped his mouth over hers. Shock held her immobile and he used the time to his advantage. One quick thrust parted her plump lips and allowed him entry - entry to every slick, feminine heated corner of her mouth. Drugged on the taste of her, he circled her tongue with quick, urgent strokes, begging her to give it all back to him.
And she did.
Full power. — Jennifer Probst