Roaders Part Quotes & Sayings

I'm a Cynster
I've been raised to acquire, defend, and protect. My family is the core of my existence
without a family, without children, I'd have nothing to protect, no reason to acquire. — Stephanie Laurens

Dove hated that he knew way too much about her now. He knew she had a big girl boner for Johnson, he knew she'd tried to remove her crotch hair and had crapped her pants. It was Shameful with a capital Shit. — Debra Anastasia

When you don't give yourself the time and care you need, your body rebels in the form of sickness and exhaustion — Oprah Winfrey

Anything can happen, in spite of what you're pretty sure should happen. — Richard Feynman

Anyone who takes himself too seriously always runs the risk of looking ridiculous; anyone who can consistently laugh at himself does not. — Vaclav Havel

Work begets work. — Brion James

The fact is, I was given a heart. I was given this gift of life that few receive and I had to decide how I wanted to use it. Not how others deem noble.
So I finally stripped away the fear and anxiety, and suddenly life become crystal clear. — R.S. Grey

Helen sipped peppermint schnapps and considered the world made of her design. My religion is keeping peace, she thought. It hadn't begun that way, was nothing she'd planned, but now she saw that's how it was. I just ran a grocery, she thought. I don't want this. I ain't the one to make the world right. — Alan Heathcock

Don't deprive yourself of the exciting journey your life can be when you relinquish the need to have goals and a blueprint. — Jane Lynch

If I had as many love affairs as I've been given credit for, I'd be in a jar at the Harvard Medical School. — Frank Sinatra

Phillip look into Ray's eyes. He saw compassion and hope. And he saw himself mirrored back, bleeding in a dirty gutter on a street where life was worth less than a dime bag.
Sick, tired, petrified, Phillip dropped his head into his hands.
"What's the point?"
"You're the point, son." Ray ran his hand over Phillip's hair. "You're the point. — Nora Roberts

There is, of course, this to be said for the Omnibus Book in general and this one in particular. When you buy it, you have got something. The bulk of this volume makes it almost the ideal paper-weight. The number of its pages assures its posessor of plenty of shaving paper on his vacation. Place upon the waistline and jerked up and down each morning, it will reduce embonpoint and strengthen the abdominal muscles. And those still at their public school will find that between, say, Caesar's Commentaries in limp cloth and this Jeeves book there is no comparison as a missile in an inter-study brawl. — P.G. Wodehouse

Writing isn't an easy taskmaster. Sentences left unfinished never continue as well as they had begun. New ideas bend the main arch of the text, and it never again sits perfectly true. Anyway, — Magda Szabo