Parklife Bk Quotes & Sayings

I would never believe that I was better off without the Drakes and they without me. Growing up, I'd seen them more often than my own grandparents. They were part of my landscape. And if that particular landscape suddenly included earthquakes and volcanoes and mudslides, then too bad; I already built a house there and dug the well and planted crops. It was an analogy my parents had to understand. They were homesteaders; they knew that once you found your home, you dug your roots. Period. — Alyxandra Harvey

The green eyes in the carefully sweet face were turbulent, willful, lusty with life, distinctly at variance with her decorous demeanor. Her manners had been imposed upon her ... her eyes were her own. — Margaret Mitchell

His answering smile evoked silken sheets and jasmine-scented breezes at midnight. — Sarah J. Maas

I missed my mother and Elysius. It wasn't that I wanted them with me at that very moment. I wanted them in the past. I wanted to have back just one sunny afternoon together. — Bridget Asher

Christ, I'm in Hell and they wear uniforms. — Andrew Davidson

Hard. I gasped, clinging to him as he entered me, feeling my body opening to him in a bright red burst. — Selena Kitt

The government bugged the men's room in the local disco lounge. — Don Henley

When you acknowledge the audience's shadow you become their hero. — Luis Cubero

Trails are relatively inexpensive. A splendid national network of all kinds of trails can be established at less cost than a few hundred miles of super highway. — Gaylord Nelson

War - An act of violence whose object is to constrain the enemy, to accomplish our will. — George Washington

She wanted to touch him because Hunter looked like he needed someone to be gentle with him for five minutes. — Brigid Kemmerer

The success of an entire advertising campaign may stand or fall on what is said in the headlines of the individual advertisements. — John Caples

The things that converge in the writing of a play come from a complex of motives, a genesis shrouded in a certain kind of mystery. — Athol Fugard