Mcnamaras Quotes & Sayings

...and I never allowed another human being to touch me in intimacy again. — Myrna Lamb

Irish Catholics are more interested in the rosary beads than in the rosary ... — Bernadette Devlin

The wounded, the incomplete, the unbalanced, the malfunctioning, the ill seek each other out: like attracted to like. — William Boyd

The small Hitlers are around us every day. — Robert Payne

When people have the freedom to choose, they choose wrong, every single time. — Lois Lowry

Without the religious element, life is like an engine running without oil-it seizes up. — Romano Guardini

When the souls rise up in glory, yours shall not be shunned nor sunderered, but shall be the prize of the gods' gardens. Even your darkness shall be treasured then, and all your pain made holy. — Lois McMaster Bujold

Remember, Sookie, nothing says more about a family than good silver and real pearls. The rest is just fluff. — Fannie Flagg

If the movie works, nobody notices the mistakes ... If the movie doesn't work, the only thing people notice are mistakes. — Francis Ford Coppola

To me, cinema is not a movie or a TV screen, and it's not a seat in a building versus one in your living room. It's the art of motion pictures. — Ted Sarandos

Mister whoever-the-fuck you are," said Shadow, just loud enough to be heard over the din of the engines, "there isn't enough money in the world. — Neil Gaiman

If you are on television, that one night that someone is able to see you, you're talking about millions of people in one day. That's pretty awesome because then it helps you to jumpstart your career, and if you're the one to go out there and perform, people are going to come see you because those millions saw you on the television. — Sheila E.

Ye comin'?" Ben shook his head. "Nope. I'm just the driver. Ms. Adams owns the shop. She makes all the buyin' decisions." McPhearson nodded. "Seems my woman's determined to make a few buyin' decisions of her own." He shrugged. "I'll have to keep an eye on her. If Hazel has her way, she'll probably trade away me favorite chair. Finally got the thing fittin' me backside just the way I like it." "Colin McPhearson," his wife scolded from the porch, where she and Tori had paused to eavesdrop on the men's conversation. "No one in their right mind would take that lumpy, broken-down thing. There's a better chance of me breaking that old chair up for kindling than there is of a sensible woman like Mrs. Adams taking it in trade." "Don't be criticizing me chair, woman," McPhearson blustered, raising his voice but putting no real heat behind the words as he stomped the rest of the way across the yard. Ben — Karen Witemeyer