Mcglades On The Pier Quotes & Sayings

Hard work makes easy reading or, at least, easier reading. — M.H. Abrams

I've walked with very famous people down red carpets over to the crowd of thousands of people, and you'll reach out to shake their hand and they've got a camera in their hand. And they don't even get their hand out, because they're recording the whole time. — George Clooney

A scientist can hardly encounter anything more desirable than, just as a work is completed, to have its foundation give way. — Gottlob Frege

I was born with a romantic nature, and I'll carry it to my grave. — Telly Savalas

I detest those who deceive me... — Steve Berry

Motherhood is the strangest thing, it can be like being one's own Trojan horse. — Rebecca West

if one day, that woman would seek her out, and for whatever balance of time, Cindy would have a daughter again. For now, she would return to her kitchen, wash the plate, the cup, and the fork, and just live in the world she had created, the world where the two of them existed, and nothing more. — J. Ryan Stradal

I think a woman smothered in cheap scent is one of the greatest abominations known to mankind - Lord Mayfield — Agatha Christie

If his capacity for labour remains unsold, the labourer derives no benefit from it, but rather he will feel it to be a cruel nature-imposed necessity that this capacity has cost for its production a definite amount of the means of subsistence and that it will continue to do so for its reproduction. He will then agree with Sismondi: that capacity for labour ... is nothing unless it is sold. — Karl Marx

The lily represents the restored innocence of the soul upon death. — C.M. Stunich

New morality is nothing more than the old immorality brought up to date. — Billy Graham

He reached out to cup her elbow. Best to move slowly, to communicate that she could refuse him. The choice was hers. Her luminous eyes remained fixed on his. Her lips parted as he trailed his hand from the point of her elbow to her wrist. God. Her bare skin, that small, vulnerable patch exposed between cuff and glove, was indescribably soft. His thumb rubbed her pulse once, twice. A small noise came from her, the loosening of her breath, a sound as meaningful as the shushing of silk as a dress fell to the floor. This was how it began: how a woman came undone. — Meredith Duran

On the road again, goin' places that I've never been. Seein' things that I may never see again, and I can't wait to get on the road again. — Willie Nelson