Menasor Transformer Quotes & Sayings
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I think the biggest challenge is to continue on the same path. I think it's easy to become complacent from the success you've had. — Jason Derulo

Sometimes I work upstairs projecting the movies, and the rest of the time I'm just selling tickets or popcorn. — Kyle Parker

There are things we can fix and things we can't. I guess life is about figuring out which is which, and dealing with both the best you can. — Ruth Cardello

I only feel, but want the power to paint. — Juvenal

It was a tragic and annihilating war, in which intellect fought naked with intellect, and the blows fell not upon the mind but upon the soul. — Dorothy Dunnett

You can't name the inventor of the camera. The 19th-century invention was chemical: the fixative. — David Hockney

Be kind to yourself and others. — Lailah Gifty Akita

We cannot live, suffer or die for somebody else, for suffering is too precious to be shared. — Edward Dahlberg

will-o'-the-wisp — Amor Towles

Other people's opinions of you are none of your business. — Robin Sharma

The red lips are - I don't want to call them "armor," but they're the clothes of my character, and I'm in the business of entertainment. Wearing red lipstick helps get me into that world. — Christina Aguilera

Her pinkie took matters into its own, er, pinkie, and moved oh-so-slightly, grazing his skin. His pinkie, judging by the shape and texture.
Blood rushed and pounded through her veins, flushing her skin. This could not, in any way, be explained as an accidental touch. But he could feign sleep if he wasn't interested. Did she want him to do that?
What was she doing?
She commanded her pinkie to drop, and thankfully, it obeyed.
A jolt shot through her as his finger made a query, and the need clarified. The need represented her desire for some measure of control. Control over her general situation. Control over her attraction. She answered with a gentle finger stroke along his calloused, warm skin.
A sharp breath pierced the dark air. — Angela Quarles