Resolder Quotes & Sayings

It sounded like you were having Bella for lunch, and we came to see if you would share — Stephenie Meyer

I mean, as an athlete, as a competitor, you have to have that belief in yourself. — Tiger Woods

The things that bring couples together will always terrify me more than the things that tear us apart. They will always be harder to explain. They will always keep me up later. Love gone wrong has inspired so many great songs, but somehow, love going right is what's bizarre. It exposes deep freakcraft in the universe. As far as I'm concerned, 'some people are very kind' is the scariest line Bob Dylan ever wrote. Compared to that, his breakup songs are kid stuff. Some people are very kind and there's nothing in the universe to explain why.
It's a mystery how people lose each other
but to me, it's an even stranger mystery we manage to stay together, or to collide together at all. — Rob Sheffield

Laughter is a tangible evidence of hope. — Michael Jr.

Every relationship is just so tenuous and precarious. — Larry David

Oh, God, it's early," he groaned. "Hell. Well, at least I can grab the bathroom first."
Claire jumped to her feet. "What time is it?"
"Nine," he said, and yawned again. She reached over him, pushed the hidden button, dashed past him to the door, barely remembering to shed the afghan on the way. "Hey! Dibs on the bathroom! I mean it!"
She grabbed her clothes and jumped in the bathroom just as Shane, still yawning, stumbled out of the hidden room.
"But I called dibs!" he said, and knocked on the door. "Dibs! Damn girls don't understand the rules.... — Rachel Caine

You are your master. Only you have the master keys to open the inner locks. — Amit Ray

A hotel mini bar allows you to see what a can of Pepsi will cost in twenty years. — Rich Hall

I don't make decisions with my head anymore. If I don't get the go ahead with my gut, I usually back out. — Jane Siberry

Brod was a brilliant intellectual with exceptional energy; a generous man willing to do battle for others; his attachment to Kafka was warm and disinterested. The only problem was his artistic orientation: a man of ideas, he knew nothing of the passion for form; his novels (he wrote twenty of them) are sadly conventional; and above all: he understood nothing at all about modern art.
Why, despite all this, was Kafka so fond of him? What about you-do you stop being fond of your best friend because he has a compulsion to write bad verse? — Milan Kundera

I ain't seen a herd the size of it, not even when the Scots drive the beeves down from Scotland to London. — Bernard Cornwell