Nelere Frita Quotes & Sayings

My mouth fell open and my breath blew out in a sharp gust. — Stephenie Meyer

I told you once I would never let you fall, Aesa ... And you're falling. You just don't see it.'
'No, you're wrong,' I snapped ... 'I've already fallen. You just don't want to see it. — Amber Lynn Natusch

Forgetfulness is a form of freedom. — Kahlil Gibran

I've come to learn there is a virtuous cycle to transparency and a very vicious cycle of obfuscation. — Jeff Weiner

An unfree mind is just like a windmill inside the bell jar! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

That's the story of my life. Someone's behavior strikesme as a bit odd and the next thing I know all hell breaks loose. — Elaine Dundy

Europe clearly is the only place where people can speak up critically, and this is a unique cultural value. — Shirin Ebadi

You cannot control the depth of a wound another inflicts upon you. — Lang Leav

I don't think I'd feel any more violated if he'd stripped me bare. I might as well have lain down before him openly exposing all my flaws and my fears, inviting him to psychoanalyze me. — Siobhan Davis

It takes will power and nerve to hold the stick that way, to keep his eyes open and watch the rocky face of the cliff, pine-bearded, rush up at them. O'Shaughnessy's mouth flattens, his face goes white. And then in that final fraction of a moment, he laughs, a little crazily - a laugh of defiance, of mocking farewell, and, somehow, of conquest.
'Here we go, baby!' he shouts, teeth bared. 'Now I'm going to find out what it really feels like to fly into the side of a mountain! ... '
There is only the storm to hear the smash of the plane as it splinters itself against the rock - and the storm drowns the sound out with thunder, just as the lightning turns pale the flame that rises, like a hungry tongue, from the wreckage. ("Jane Browns Body") — Cornell Woolrich

The only thing a woman needs to know in this world is that they're enough. — Dannika Dark

Inability is often the mother of restriction, and restriction is the great mother of inventive performance. — Holger Czukay

I plant daffodil bulbs about eight inches deep. As I mentioned before, I don't use a ruler. As a married woman, I know perfectly well what six or eight inches looks like, so it's easy to make a good estimate. This mental measurement makes planting time much more interesting than it might be otherwise. — Cassandra Danz