Perute Quotes & Sayings

He imagined over and over the few moments they had together, kiss and touch and stickiness, until those moments congealed to a single kiss, a single touch: a pearl. Then even her face was lost in a blur, only the smallest sensation remained. And then nothing. He was over forty now. He thought of her but the sensuous arousals that once troubled him no longer stirred in him the same seismic memory: he didn't feel hate, or distance, or love, or passion. Only safety. Nothing can touch me now. Only pity. What will you do, whom I cannot save? — Eric Gamalinda

I would not change very much about the American theater. I marvel and rejoice in the way the country's regional theaters have formed a network that has become, in essence, our National Theater. — Ken Ludwig

Pride divides us way more than uni es us. — Ben Tolosa

It's very scary to turn things down, but a project has to really mean something to me. I'm not interested in making a lot of money. — Randa Haines

We need to listen more, to hear the silence and live in it. — Kim Basinger

Small wonder he refused to marry. Why buy a cow when there were udders all around begging to be milked? — George R R Martin

But sometimes you lose. Nothing you can do but admit it.
-Eli — Sarah Dessen

Anyone with a way of thinking that sees and recognizes nothing but their own "EGO" has the potential to destroy their "SELF". — Nimet Erenler Gulkoku

I crawled back to bed, knowing I was done for. Hours later, the phone in our room started ringing. It was George. He was not happy.
"Room 312. Now!" he shouted.
Bouldy got up. I tried to pull myself together, splashing my face with water and hauling on my shorts and flip flops. It was a lovely day outside, the sun was scorching hot and there wasn't a cloud in the sky, but it might as well have been a pissing wet morning in St Albans for all I cared. I felt sick to the pit of my stomach as we made the Walk of Death to Room 312, which I knew was Paul and Gus's room.
When we walked in, I thought I'd arrived in downtown Baghdad. Water dripped from the ceiling. The board games were in pieces and all the plastic parts were scattered over the floor. The balcony window was wide open and I could see a bed upended by the pool outside. — Paul Merson

'Awwsome' was a different type of song for an artist like me, but it's still a true song. I was talking street stuff, but I was feeling awesome. — Shy Glizzy

There is no country on earth with a stronger tradition of protecting the public's right to know. — Roy Barnes

Stirred...the fur-toothed graves of young boys...a thousand slain in the time it would take to do love with a pretty girl or think of a new God. — Kenneth Patchen

You can only see God when you notice people — Sunday Adelaja

The only purpose a Council serves is to make you all feel important. — Bernard Cornwell