Parahan Quotes & Sayings

Your wits can't thicken in that soft moist air, on those white springy roads, in those misty rushes and brown bogs, on those hillsides of granite rocks and magenta heather. You've no such colours in the sky, no such lure in the distances, no such sadness in the evenings. Oh the dreaming! the dreaming! the torturing, heart-scalding, never satisfying dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming! — George Bernard Shaw

The line between seduction and prostitution is very blurred, and deep down, everyone knows it. — Virginie Despentes

We hadn't spoken one word to each other since the death glare last night, and I couldn't help but check both of her hands for knives and shivs, hoping that if she had one, I would be able to wrestle it away from her before meeting my untimely death.
I was far too young and fun to die at the hands of my mother, and she was way too pretty to end up in prison. It would only take a matter of minutes for her to become someone's bitch, and I didn't want the responsibility for that kind of thing on my shoulders. — Laurel Ulen Curtis

There are people who can make love standing on a hammock, but it is not the easiest way. — Allen Carr

She got to her feet and tucked her fingers into her armpits to warm them, glaring at Briar and Parahan as she walked over to the mules. It wasn't fair that men didn't have to twist themselves into knots to pee! — Tamora Pierce

I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars. — Stephenie Meyer

These angels look like the type to be heavily scarred by battle wounds, but instead they have the kind of perfectly unmarred skin prom queens around the country would kill their prom kings for. — Susan Ee

If you remember the '90s, you weren't there. — Al Jourgensen

If what I say resonates with you, it's merely because we're branches of the same tree. — William Butler Yeats

When he watched TV, all he saw was an image of his own face, with a mysterious empty city in the background. — Lev Grossman

Maybe one of my problems is I never depend upon the kindness of strangers. — Augusten Burroughs

It's something I call an invisible thread. It is, as the old Chinese proverb tells us, something that connects two people who are destined to meet, regardless of time and place and circumstance. Some legends call it the red string of fate; others, the thread of destiny. — Laura Schroff