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Rambo 3 Colonel Trautman Quotes By Buddy Rich

But, when you have to resort to turntables, trick lights, flashing lights, fire and all that, you're actually saying, I need this because what I do is not all that together. — Buddy Rich

Rambo 3 Colonel Trautman Quotes By David McRaney

If you neglect your personal space and allow chaos and clutter to creep in, it will affect you, and perhaps encourage further neglect. Positive feedback loops should improve your life, not detract from it. You can't prime yourself directly, but you can create environments conducive to the mental states you wish to achieve. — David McRaney

Rambo 3 Colonel Trautman Quotes By Milan Kundera

It is questions with no answers that set the limits of human possibilities" -- Pretty Wittgenstein like. — Milan Kundera

Rambo 3 Colonel Trautman Quotes By J.K. Rowling

You see, I, unlike you, have been made a prefect, which means that I, unlike you, have the power to hand out punishments."
"Yeah," said Harry, "but you, unlike me, are a git. — J.K. Rowling

Rambo 3 Colonel Trautman Quotes By Elizabeth Camden

Kate, I can't live my life in the shadow of your fears. — Elizabeth Camden

Rambo 3 Colonel Trautman Quotes By Charles Stross

Down in the park with a friend called Five. — Charles Stross

Rambo 3 Colonel Trautman Quotes By Sheri Kaye Hoff

No one likes the word "failure" and no one wants to ever experience failure ... but the truth is that our failures pave the way for our eventual success and we have only truly failed if we stop trying. — Sheri Kaye Hoff

Rambo 3 Colonel Trautman Quotes By Lisa Kleypas

Watching the crackling fire, relishing the trusting weight of her head on his shoulder, Cam stroked her hair as it streamed over his arm. She slept heavily, while the fire pitched shadows from her long lashes across her cheeks. Cam looked over her with a lover's vigilance, absorbing every detail, the feathery edge of her hairline, the neat slope of her nose, the small ears. He wanted to nibble at her ears, play with her, but he would do nothing to disturb her sleep.
He pulled a quilt higher over her snowy shoulder, stroked back a curl that had looped over her ear. Everything had changed, he thought. And there was no turning back. — Lisa Kleypas