Pluimers Rijssen Quotes & Sayings

Hey, you arrived safely?" Aideen asked when she answered.
I grinned. "No, we died. I'm callin' to tell you that you get to keep Storm forever now that I'm dead. — L.A. Casey

Margot Livesey, my dear friend, reads all the drafts of what I write, and I read hers. We have an intense working relationship. I've been really lucky to know her. She's a great reader and teacher as well as an astonishingly good writer. — Andrea Barrett

Stick a needle in your arm, you bite the dust, you buy the farm. — Alice Cooper

I couldn't touch my toes with straight legs, but I could break 4 minutes for the mile. — Roger Bannister

I remember thinking how wise a man was HC Andersen. The king told his secrets down a well, and his secrets were safe. A man who tells secrets or stories must think of who is hearing or reading, for a story has as many versions as it has readers. Everyone takes what he wants or can from it and thus changes it to his measure. Some pick out parts and reject the rest, some strain the story through their mesh of prejudice. Some paint it with their own delight. — John Steinbeck

We have to base architecture on the environment. — Toyo Ito

I told you when you hired him that - " "When I hired him?" "Don't interrupt. - that any man who would take money two ways would take it three ways just as quickly. — Robert A. Heinlein

The diaphanous gown of the Milky Way shifted through scattered stars and all wishes made upon them. It gathered its silky folds as her eyes adjusted to darkness through spasms of beauty and joy.
Florescent mists wandered the shadows, brushing trees softly with moon glow. — Edward Fahey

Hours are golden links, God's token
Reaching heaven; but one by one
Take them, lest the chain be broken
Ere the pilgrimage be done. — Adelaide Anne Procter

Ramrod felt a great sadness building up, deep within. There were no words to express his feeling of loss. The sorrow rose up from the pit of his stomach and caught in his throat. He had a strangled ejaculation buried deep down in his soul. Yes, Ramrod missed his wife very, very much. He missed the warmth of her breasts pressed up against him in the night. He even missed her cold feet. And he especially missed her bedtime facial. Yes, it's true - he missed her eyes, he missed her mouth. He had trouble remembering how she wore her hair the last time he saw her, and he missed that, too. It's like, where Love was concerned, Ramrod's aim wasn't very good. Yes, life was becoming very, very hard on Ramrod. — Earl Lee

I'm a hotel baby, absolutely: it's hard to think of a hotel I haven't stayed in. — Elaine Stritch

God is gonna get ya — Michael Franzese