Rotellis Restaurant Quotes & Sayings

Success follows doing what you want to do. There is no other way to be successful. — Malcolm Forbes

Remember, people who peek through keyholes have to expect an occasional poke in the eye. — Gary K. Wolf

And anyway, the first three letters in the word diet should tell you what I want it to do. — Becca Fitzpatrick

True friends are those who really know you but love you anyway. — Edna Buchanan

Because', she said, 'your problems are not real problems. You're dating two beautiful girls at once. Think about it. That's like ... having rock-star problems.'
'Having rock-star problems may be the closest I ever get to being an actual rock star. — Cassandra Clare

That is the secret of poetry. We burn in the woman we adore, we burn in the thought we espouse, we burn in the landscape that moves us — Milan Kundera

Give me bitter years of sickness, Suffocation, insomnia, fever, Take my child and my lover, And my mysterious gift of song This I pray at your liturgy After so many tormented days, So that the stormcloud over darkened Russia Might become a cloud of glorious rays. — Anna Akhmatova

This is who you are. You must be strong. You cannot fail us. If you fail then we all fail and the King of Chaos will rise once again. — Rae Karl

Bright headlights and wailing sirens approached the dormitory parking lot. They were the village fire trucks, painted red and carrying tanks of water.
One of the four trucks came to a stop in front of the police cruiser. The two firefighters hanging from beside the driver's seat leapt onto the ground and approached the police car. They were shocked to find a man handcuffed and bound to the car door. They were floored when they realized that the man was a police officer.
The firefighters approached the police officer, who stood hanging his head. Next to his head - on the doorframe - was posted a note.
[I set fire to an empty room and decided to arrest myself. I'm sorry for all the trouble. I must have gone crazy for a moment. I'm very very very very very very sorry.]
The firefighters silently exchanged glances. — Keiichi Sigsawa

and love was lightning and remembrance — Charles Bukowski