Rendez Vous Quotes & Sayings

The fact that you are feeling unhappy does not entitle you to inflict your bad mood on others. — Joseph Telushkin

We can build an economy that does not destroy its natural support systems, a global community where the basic needs of all the Earth's people are satisfied, and a world that will allow us to think of ourselves as civilized. This is entirely doable. — Lester R. Brown

Hastings hunched at the rickety table in Interview Room C, doing a pretty good job of looking bored. The dribbles of sweat along his temples were the only sign he was feeling the heat.

Eve dropped into the chair across from him, flashed a big, friendly smile. "Hey. Thanks for dropping by."

"Kiss my white, dimpled ass."

"As tempting as that is, I'm afraid I'm not allowed to make such personal contact."

"You kicked my balls, you oughta be able to kiss my ass."

"Rules are rules. — J.D. Robb

Pemberton felt something shift inside him, something small but definite, the way a knob's slight twist allowed a door to swing wide open. — Ron Rash

I was growing tired of all the fussing and prevaricating, of the stolen hours and the secret rendez-vous; of the small indignities and broad discomfort that are part and parcel of adultery. — Vicki Baum

Life is fragile and holds on by a thread. Remember all those in despair and say a prayer that they will have the hope to find the help that they need
Bullying Ben — Timothy Pina

Wait! Wait!" The beggar called out from behind her. "I can see! I'm healthy!" Hilda smiled to herself, pleased. "You just took away my livelihood! Do you have any idea how hard it is out here for a healthy beggar?" The man sounded almost angry. — J.L. Langland

If you remain unsettled by a piece of writing, it means you are not watching the story from the outside; you've already taken a step towards it. — Daniel Day-Lewis

As we trudge back through the woods, we reach a boulder, and both Gale and I turn our heads in the same direction, like a pair of dogs catching a scent on the wind. Cressida notices and asks what lies that way. We admit, without acknowledging each other, it's our old hunting rendez-vous place. She wants to see it, even after we tell her it's nothing really.
Nothing but a place where I was happy, I think. — Suzanne Collins