Patrianakos Eye Quotes & Sayings

I'm not gonna box Ruiz ... I don't box, I knock holes through people. I'm gonna cut Ruiz up. I'm gonna butcher him. He ain't gonna last five rounds. Either he winds up on the canvas or in the hospital. It's his choice. — James Toney

For being so straight and sure, God's path held quite the assortment of twists. — April W. Gardner

Don't make me throw my boot at you, because I will, you grumpy high testosterone driven male — Keisha Keenleyside

Stop thinking about your difficulties, whatever they are, and start thinking about God instead. — Emmet Fox

A promise to love someone forever, then, means, 'As long as I love you I will render unto you the actions of love; if I no longer love you, you will continue to receive the same actions from me, if for other motives.' Thus the illusion remains in the minds of one's fellow men that the love is unchanged and still the same. — Friedrich Nietzsche

Rod had signed on the dotted line mostly because he'd been promised a free college education. But his commitment to the armed forces had quickly evolved into much more than that. In the navy, he'd found a home, friends who were more like brothers, purpose in what he did, some self-esteem. But it hadn't been an easy road. — Brenda Novak

When engaged in eating, the brain should be the servant of the stomach. — Agatha Christie

I lie back on my pillow and think back to that day. The day that I fell for my wife. — Colleen Hoover

Washington, D.C. in 1942 was not the easiest place in the world for a Negro to get along. — Gordon Parks

We look at our own problems, and we say ... why? Maybe we should look at our blessings and ask the same thing. — Susan May Warren

Strange sometimes how easy bitter words came, how hard the kind ones. — Winston Graham

I love being a grandmother. That feeling you have for your own child - you don't ever think it will be replicated, and I did wonder if I would have to 'pretend' with my grandchildren. But my heart was taken on day one. — Joanna Lumley

When he spoke, his words seared through the air like so many knives, clipped as topiary, crisp as biscuits. — Terry Pratchett

Wrath and the like do no exist inside me. There is no wrath, or lust, or sloth, or greed, or gluttony, or envy, such emotions have fled from my father. My name is Pride — Hiromu Arakawa