Mydemarleathome Quotes & Sayings

Are you alright?"
"No, I bumped my head." Rubbing the spot, I looked dazedly around the bare hallway.
"What did I bang it on?" I demanded ungrammatically.
"My head." he said, rather grumpily, I thought. — Diana Gabaldon

We need change. I mean, our traditions are important. We shouldn't give up on those. But sometimes, I think we're misguided."
"Misguided?"
"As time's gone on, we've gone along with other changes. We've evolved. Computers. Electricity. Technology in general. We all agree those make our lives better. Why can't we be the same in the way we act? Why are we still clinging to the past when there are better ways to do things? — Richelle Mead

I had hoped you would protest, but please don't argue. — Lotte Lehmann

Watching the ball is always a good starting point. — Andrew Strauss

He doesn't move at all. I think he does this on purpose. If he moved, if he even nodded, then there would be no more sides in the room. Everyone would be on the same side. They would be a team. — Matthew Dicks

Receiving forgiveness requires a total willingness to let God be God and do all the healing, restoring, and renewing. — Henri J.M. Nouwen

I have not wept since the death of my parents," said Luxa quietly. "But I am thought to be unnatural in this respect. — Suzanne Collins

Being with you was like sweet April air after a thousand winters. I'd forgotten what it was like to live. — Heather R. Blair

I hope I get to watch porn with you, Abs?" he said, eyebrows up. "Am I hearing this right? I just want to make sure I understand what it is you imagine I'm thinking." She — John Darnielle

Got one," P.J. called. "Motherfucker is ball-less and singing soprano."

"Jesus, that woman is vicious," Joe muttered.

"That's our girl," Renshaw called back smugly. — Maya Banks

To get wealth and security by guileIs like one who pours water into a pot of unbaked clay. — Thiruvalluvar

In New York City, a lot of people think 'the great outdoors' is the area between your front door and a taxi cab. — Michael Bloomberg

When it came to the dark fuckery of the human heart, there seemed to be no limit. — Stephen King