Murgrabia Tools Quotes & Sayings

People who say, "it is not my fault," continuously fail. People who say, "I've done no wrong," have not done enough right. People who say, "I am done!" are never done repeating the cycle. Even in the privacy of our own thoughts, we can't sow lies and reap truth. — Katina Ferguson

I could throw pretty hard. I might strike out 16 guys, but I might walk 10. I mean, I was wild. — Bruce Sutter

Sorry," she said. "I'm kind of hiding. Would you believe that when you're royalty, it is really difficult to find a moment of privacy?" Smirking, Kai shut the door behind him. He kept a hand behind his back as he came toward her. "Might I suggest getting yourself a hooded sweatshirt? It makes a surprisingly adequate disguise. — Marissa Meyer

I do readings at the public library. I just did a benefit scene night for my old acting teacher. — Mark Ruffalo

If you want to succeed at whist, either be a good whist-player, or play with marked cards. You may want a book about jumping; you may want a book about whist; you may want a book about cheating at whist. But you cannot want a book about Success ... You may want to jump or to play cards; but you do not want to read wandering statements to the effect that jumping is jumping, or that games are won by winners. — G.K. Chesterton

He laughed and tightened his hold on her, suddenly conscious of the fact that he'd crossed an
invisible line. — Maisey Yates

She was not a woman; but she was not a man either and therefore not a human being. A solemn angel of daring with parted lips and dilated nostrils, that is what she was, an unapproachable Amazon of the realms of space beneath the canvas, high above the crowd, whose lust for her was transformed into awe. — Thomas Mann

Rumpty! he muttered, which was very rude if you were one of the few people in the universe who understood what it meant. — Paul Cornell

If you lay a hand on me I'll ram your testicles so far up inside your abdomen it'll take a heart surgeon to get them out. — Orson Scott Card

Amateur," Kavinsky said. "This is the way to dream back Gansey's balls for him."
"Is this going to be a thing?" Ronan demanded. He was angry, but not as angry as he would've been before he started drinking. He put his fingers on the door handle, ready to get out. "Like, is this going to be what's funny to you? Because I don't want this that bad. I can figure it out myself."
"Sure you can," Kavinsky said. He cocked a finger at him. "Give him that pen. Write him a little note with it. In fucking George Washington letters, 'Dear Dick, drive this, ex-oh-ex-oh. Ronan Lynch. — Maggie Stiefvater

You're taking a drink from a stranger, dude." I say. "I could be a mad scientist and put something inside your root beer."
"Well, you're giving a beer to a stanger, there's a possibility that we both mad scientist. — Rea Lidde