Robbyne Quotes & Sayings

I knew she loved me, but I wanted to hear it. The more she rejected
me, the more aggressively I fought to tear down her walls. I pushed too far sometimes ... like the camping trip. I tried to prove to her that she wasn't as autonomous as she thought. I wanted to show her that it was okay to be vulnerable and to want me. — Tarryn Fisher

After years of working in professional kitchens, and then spending so much time in a lot of different home kitchens, I realized that there's a huge gap in the market where you have people who develop cookware but who don't actually cook. — Curtis Stone

Man is said to be a rational creature; but should it not rather be said, that man is a creature capable of being rational, as we say a parrot is a creature capable of speech? — Fulke Greville, 1st Baron Brooke

All fiction for me is a kind of magic and trickery, a confidence trick, trying to make people believe something is true that isn't. — Angus Wilson

Persistence is a characteristic to which success invariably surrenders. — Catherine Ponder

They pine for the hip, frosty girlfriend they abandoned for a pleasant if unexciting marriage to her sunnier, less mentally present sister coast. — Sari Botton

Maybe I'll be a feminist in my old age. — Bjork

. . and Phillips, go to Staff Sergeant Pole, have him assign you to platoons." "Platoons, Gunnery Sergeant?" "Got extra food stored in your ears, Phillips? — Tanya Huff

There aren't any moral victories. — DeMarcus Ware

The phrase what I want struck me. It contains so much entitlement, so many complications, but encompasses only what a person doesn't have. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Better believe that, whenever I see y'all I'ma test ya
Only cause I know that faggots respect pressure — Jadakiss

In jealousy there is more of self-love than love — Francois De La Rochefoucauld

Enchantment produces a Secondary World, into which both designer and spectator can enter, to the satisfaction of their senses while they are inside; but in its purity it is artistic in desire and purpose. Magic produces, or pretends to produce, an alteration in the Primary World. It does not matter by whom it is said to be practised, fay or mortal, it remains distinct from the other two; it is not an art but a technique; its desire is power in this world, domination of things and wills. — J.R.R. Tolkien

She caught herself then. Such babble! Teresa was shocked by the roaming idleness of her mind, as if she were sifting through trash on the side of the freeway and was stopped, enchanted, by every foil gum wrapper. She came back for a single breath but found herself reflecting on the bean salad they'd had for dinner, some kind of pink beans in there she hadn't seen since childhood. She couldn't remember what they were called. Her mother would ask her to pick through the beans before she soaked them, to look for little rocks, and she would be so meticulous until she lost interest, dumping the unchecked beans on top of the ones she had vetted, ruining everything. Did anyone in her family ever bite down on a rock? — Ann Patchett