Naley Fanfiction Quotes & Sayings

There is no amount of sin a loving heart cannot forgive. — Bangambiki Habyarimana

I found that if I don't paint for around a week, I get practically suicidal. It took a long time to figure out why I had these mood swings, and I finally figured out it's because I haven't painted. — Damian Loeb

Book burning is a charming old custom, hallowed by antiquity. It has been practiced for centuries by fascists, communists, atheists, school children, rival authors, and tired librarians. Like everything of importance since the invention of the cloak and the shroud, its origins are cloaked in mystery and shrouded in secrecy. Some scholars believe that the first instance of book burning occurred in the Middle Ages, when a monk was trying to illuminate a manuscript. All agree that book burning was almost non-existent during the period when books were made of stone. — Richard Armour

I remember having crushes and longings, but there were all these missed opportunities or things that seemed like such a big deal, but you really don't understand what the other person is going through. — Gia Coppola

She's still beautiful. Not in an obvious Vanessa LeGrande or Byrn Shraeder kind of way. In a quiet way that's always been devastating to me. — Gayle Forman

Through failure, I found different ways to reverse my problems and get into the mainstream of Hollywood. — Sylvester Stallone

A habit is good if it helps you achieve your goal; it is bad if it hinders your achievement. — Douglas Merrill

A people's art is the genesis of their freedom. — Claudia Jones

I never wanted anything to happen to my parents, but a hero needs an origin story. — Joey Comeau

Let me burn out for God. After all,
whatever God may appoint, prayer
is the great thing. Oh, that I might
be a man of prayer! — Henry Martyn

The difference between failure and success is availability! EL — Evinda Lepins

The government targets 'Anonymous' for the same reason it targets al-Qaida - because they're the enemy. — John Perry Barlow

His lips hovered over hers.
"No," he snarled.
Madison wasn't sure to whom he was talking, but then his mouth was crushing hers, and her world became him - the touch and feel of his lips pressing down, forcing hers to respond. It wasn't a gentle kiss or a sweet exploration. It was angry and raw, breathtaking and soul burning. Right now, she didn't want gentle. She wanted hard and fast, him and her, on the floor, even the bear rug, both of them naked and sweating. — J. Lynn

Get a room at the hotel," he added, grinning roguishly. "I apologized for my error, but I could lose control of myself again," he hinted, rolling to his side and propping on his left elbow to observe her. "Error? You call what you did a simple error?" she demanded sarcastically, emerald eyes narrowed in outrage and distress. "My first one," he informed her, as if shocked himself, then chuckled at her expression. "I guess I'm not perfect after all," he added. Incensed, Calinda snapped. "You're despicable!" "I've been called worse," he casually parried her insult. "You are," she added, gritting her teeth at her helpless position.

-Lynx & Calinda — Janelle Taylor