Nylora Photography Quotes & Sayings

Other birds fly in groups, only eagles fly alone — Francine Rivers

When people say 'marriage' to me ... It's always a means to an end. Everyone's so in a rush to define the relationship. — Lady Gaga

I have resisted the term sociolinguistics for many years, since it implies that there can be a successful linguistic theory or practice which is not social. — William Labov

Every child should have love, every person should have it. She herself would rather have had her mother's love - the love she still continued to believe in, the love that had followed her through the jungle in the form of a bird so she would not be too frightened or lonely. — Margaret Atwood

I was always telling my family I wanted to become an actress, and I did. — Jackee Harry

How can I be sure I've succeeded, if I can't remember what I was trying to do — Ashleigh Brilliant

Don't test me right now, Olivia. You don't know what it did to me - seeing you with those other males, seeing that Tranq's hands on you - " He broke off with a deep sound of frustration and came toward her again. "I didn't want him to," Liv said, still backing away. Her voice was coming out much more breathy than she wanted it to. "He just - " "He just assumed you were available because I hadn't marked you. But you're mine Lilenta. Can't stand another male's scent anywhere near you. Have to mark you. Now." The last word was a muted roar. Liv took another step back and something hit the backs of her thighs. Turning her head she saw it was the bed - Baird had backed her into the bedroom. "Please," she whispered. "What are you going to do to me?" "Whatever I have to, to make you mine. — Evangeline Anderson

The roads of life are strewn with the wreckage of run-down and half-finished loves. — Ralph W. Sockman

The question each of us must answer is ... What shall I do with Jesus? He Himself has provided us the answer: "Follow me, and do the things which ye have seen me do" — Thomas S. Monson

His fingers tighten, drawing my leg open so that ours knees touch and he leans closer to me. "Not at all," he whispers in a spine-tingling purr, eyes alight with secret sparkle. "It should scare you. It should scare you and enliven you. It should make you want to start a fire. Because you can. — A.L. Davroe