Orges Fantasy Quotes & Sayings

The sizzle I felt being near him was so intense, but I couldn't figure out if they were fireworks or warning flares. — Donna Augustine

A long time ago, when I was a young dancer in New York City, I fell in love with Jimmy Dean and he fell in love with me. — Liz Sheridan

You are born into your first one. Your mother plays the lead. She shares the stage with your father and siblings. Or perhaps your father is absent, an empty stool under a spotlight. But he is still a founding member, and if he surfaces one day, you will have to make room for him. — Mitch Albom

If you keep my secret, this strawberry is yours. — Tsugumi Ohba

Been lickin' peanut-butter spoons? Maybe I should call you butterfingers. It has a better ring than Hella Shella. - Tran
'Answer my question, Tran. Right now. Or I show you just what these fingers'
I wiggled my fingers under his nose
'can really do.' I took a step closer, erasing the distance between us. 'And let me tell you, emo boy, you are not going to like it. Let's just say, that peanut butter I ate, freshly made.' I licked my lips with care. 'I'm actually quite skilled when it comes to crushing nuts.' - Shella — Krista Alasti

There is no ethics in general. There are only-eventually-ethics of processes by which we treat the possibilities of a situation. — Alain Badiou

German soldiers, posted as informers, were found dressed as peasants, even as peasant women. The latter were discovered, presumably in the course of non-military action, by their government issued underwear; but many were probably never caught, it being impossible, General Gourko regretfully admitted, to lift the skirts of every female in East Prussia. — Barbara W. Tuchman

I love judges, and I love courts. They are my ideals, that typify on earth what we shall meet hereafter in heaven under a just God. — William Howard Taft

So the moral of the story is that the primary ingredient for a successful nation is guns. — Cory O'Brien

The mellow autumn came, and with it came
The promised party, to enjoy its sweets.
The corn is cut, the manor full of game;
The pointer ranges, and the sportsman beats
In russet jacket; - lynx-like is his aim;
Full grows his bag, and wonderful his feats.
Ah, nutbrown partridges! Ah, brilliant pheasants!
And ah, ye poachers! - 'Tis no sport for peasants. — George Gordon Byron

I was a chief justice. And before that, I was a district court judge, handled major felonies, including capital murder cases; and I handled major civil litigation. — Louie Gohmert

As a poet and writer in general I feel very grateful that I can just make a chapbook and that we don't have the expenses of filmmakers. — Ali Liebegott