Moistening Pulled Quotes & Sayings

Most modern fantasy just rearranges the furniture in Tolkien's attic. — Terry Pratchett

The greatest ugliness in the world is seeing so beautiful a creature spoil themselves on stupidity. — Michelle Franklin

Think how people must have loved each other when all they had was each other. — Ellen Hopkins

We don't live the lives of Eskimos. We don't need to kill animals for fashion. — Charlize Theron

Even as a child I was fascinated by death, not in a spiritual sense, but in an aesthetic one. A hamster or guinea pig would pass away, and, after burying the body, I'd dig it back up: over and over, until all that remained was a shoddy pelt. It earned me a certain reputation, especially when I moved on to other people's pets. "Igor," they called me. "Wicked, spooky." But I think my interest was actually fairly common, at least among adolescent boys. At that age, death is something that happens only to animals and grandparents, and studying it is like a science project. — David Sedaris

Genuine harmony must come from the heart. It cannot come from the barrel of a gun. — Dalai Lama

I was taken by a morsell, saies the fish.
[I was taken by a morsel, says the fish.] — George Herbert

The pine shadows moved across my blanket, the wall behind me. People were just like that. We couldn't even see each other, just the shadows moving, pushed by unseen winds. — Janet Fitch

Even now - in the final hour of my life - I'm falling in love again. — Steven Morrissey

No matter what we are or who created us, we're all energy. And energy that becomes bound together by love cannot be torn apart. Not by time. Not by grief and pain. Not even the veil of death. — Callie Hart

I'm not afraid of being dead. I'm just afraid of what you might have to go through to get there. — Pamela Bone

See, that why I ain't go to church. Figger I got me a church wherever I be. Want'a talk to God, well I say, 'howdy-howdy, God,' and we jaw fer a bit.' - Jimmy 'Diamond' Skinner — David Baldacci

Behind every argument is somebody's ignorance. Rediscover the foundation of truth and the purpose and causes of dispute immediately disappear. — Louis D. Brandeis

Do it, Octavian" She ghosted the tips of her fingers along the hem of his shirt. "Touch me."
He growled low in his throat, his forehead dropping another inch toward her shoulder, his hair tickling the side of her face. "Be my angel, Riley, not my siren. Don't tempt me."
Moistening her lips with a sweep of her tongue, Riley glided her fingers over his belt, tracing the strip of leather to the silver buckle in the center. She felt rather than heard his deep inhalation and the tremor that raked his powerful body. Driven by his surrender, she used two fingers to walk over the square carvings etched into his abdomen, biting her lip to stop the grin that pulled when he groaned.
"I want to be both for you, Octavian," she whispered, letting her lips brush the curve of his shoulder. — Airicka Phoenix

But no one can ever say I didn't sing. — Florence Foster Jenkins

The one who is color blind sees the way — Thabiso Monkoe