P K Lifestyles Upholstery Fabric Quotes & Sayings

Maxon wrapped his arms around me, and I laughed as he covered me with kisses.
We were so distracted, we didn't even hear the butler open the door. "Your Majesty, there's a call from - "
Before he could finish, Maxon chucked a pillow at him, and the butler retreated into the hall, pulling the door shut behind him. There was a pause before a muffled voice filtered in. "Sorry, sir. — Kiera Cass

They used to say of me that I'd as many lucky escapes as Harry Smith!'
'Shouldn't be at all surprised: I've seen one of 'em myself,' Brough said cryptically. — Georgette Heyer

I have been over into the future, and it works. — Lincoln Steffens

Messi is the best player of all time. Better than Pele, better than Maradona and better than anyone else. — Adriano Galliani

The end of the world can be cozy at times. — Mohsin Hamid

I wish that I wasn't such an odd mixture. I wish I was serious, but I do love high heels and romantic comedies: being in them and watching them. — Alice Eve

Every morning we have a choice
forget our dreams or live them. — Seth Gabel

Comedy wasn't something I chose - it chose me. I was just inherently funny when I was a kid. — Pauly Shore

Getting up once in the dark to go adventuring is a lark. Twice in two days smacks of masochism. — Diana Gabaldon

Look at me, now. Don't I sit before you, e very way, just as much a man as you are? Look at my face - look at my hands - look at my body," and the young man dr ew himself up proudly. "Why am I not a man, as much as anybody? — Harriet Beecher Stowe

Scott and I had just worked with Jimmy Pardo doing a live show over the summer. And it was a lot of fun and we wanted to keep doing a live show. And as Scott said, we knew a lot of funny young people who needed a place to do stand-up. And we were in a place, where we were writing so much that we weren't around live comedy so much, so we kind of missed it. — B. J. Porter

Every song
is the remains
of love.

Every light
the remains
of time.
A knot
of time.

And every sigh
the remains
of a cry.

- Every Song — Federico Garcia Lorca

No body is worth more than your body — Melody Carstairs