Robert Lax Quotes & Sayings

That man fell out of the sexy beast tree and hit every fucking branch on the way down. Sexy. Ass. Beast. I swear I've never seen someone so ridiculously good looking." I — Jillian Liota

It is required of every man that the spirit within him should walk abroad among his fellowmen, and travel far and wide; and if that spirit goes not forth in life, it is condemned to do so after death. It is doomed to wander through the world--oh, woe is me!--and witness what it cannot share, but might have shared on earth, and turned into happiness. — Charles Dickens

I just went to work for a vampire, was scared by a spider, and got knocked down by a tanning bomb. And that's just my day, not my week. — Rachel Caine

A The prayer of a righteous person has great power as it is working. [2] — Anonymous

Just be confident. Confidence is the most attractive part of a person. Because if they're not confident enough to show you who they are, you don't even know who they are. — Curtis Jackson

I have Body Dysmorphia... I think I look amazing! — Andy Merrick

And maybe, just maybe, the ten hours of hot summer wind blowing past my face would dry the tears of pride which were beginning to roll down my cheeks. — Scott Hildreth

many people criticize Meaningful Use and HIPAA for being too much and too rigid, others criticize the ONC for being too lax in certain areas. The — Robert Wachter

A seed of a plot drops into my head, I plant it with a few chapters, spend a great deal of time thinking it through, and once the green shoots come through, I water it with care. Hopefully several months later something beautiful has grown. — Lesley Pearse

Your body loves you, but if you do not love your life, it will end it far sooner, thinking it is doing you a favor. — Bernie Siegel

Jon Stone spoke thirteen languages and was fluent in six, French being one. He spoke it so well the girls thought he was a native Parisian pretending to be an American. This ability to blend with the natives was a valuable tool when Jon plied his trade. Jon eased from the bed. Floor-to-ceiling sliding glass doors lined the back of his house, ten-foot-tall, custom-designed monsters so Jon could Zen on the view. Golden lights glittered to the horizon, ruby flashes marked ghetto-bird prowlers, jets descending toward LAX were strung like pearls across a tuxedo black sky. The doors were heavy as trucks, but silent as silk when they slid open. Jon stepped out and went to the pool. Pike was a silhouette cutout, backlit by the city as Jon swaggered close. "What — Robert Crais

I think men have got to change an awful lot. They still prefer the little woman. — Bette Davis