Rough Love Making Quotes & Sayings

I wouldn't mind doing Playboy again. But only if I had creative control. — Holly Madison

Rigorous financial discipline that, together with monetary stability, ends once and for all the boom and bust that for 30 years has undermined stability — Gordon Brown

Learning a language represents training in the delusions of that language. — Frank Herbert

The inability to lie is far from the love of truth. — Friedrich Nietzsche

Louie found the raft offered an unlikely intellectual refuge. He had never recognized how noisy the civilized world was. Here, drifting in almost total silence, with no scents other than the singed odor of the raft, no flavors on his tongue, nothing moving but the slow porcession of shark fins, every vista empty save water and sky, his time unvaried and unbroken, his mind was freed of an encumbrance that civilization had imposed on it. In his head, he could roam anywhere, and he found that his mind was quick and clear, his imagination unfettered and supple. He could stay with a thought for hours, turning it about. — Laura Hillenbrand

Identity, he believed, wad fluid not fixed. — Ekow Eshun

I think that like most girls in high school, I just mirrored what was around me. — Lauren Conrad

The man who did the shooting was a civilian, Peter Kakhovsky, a gifted intellectual of extreme purity of motive in whom the conviction of the necessity of regicide burned with a gem-like flame. Determined to kill, expecting to die, this brilliant and terrible apparition, his slender form bundled up in a sheepskin coat, his delicate features surmounted by a shabby top hat, shot to kill with that indiscriminate ruthlessness which was later to characterise a whole generation of revolutionary terrorists. If he could not yet murder the Tsar, he would do the next best thing. — Edward Crankshaw

Thus, relativism removes one of our most powerful motives to study the views of the other-the idea that the other might be right and we might be wrong. — David Detmer

Her reputation for reading a great deal hung about her like the cloudy envelope of a goddess in an epic. — Henry James

I revise my suicide plan to slow death by morphling. I will become a yellow-skinned bag of bones, with enormous eyes. I'm a couple of days into the plan, making good progress, when something unexpected happens. I begin to sing. At the window, in the shower, in my sleep. Hour after hour of ballads, love songs, mountain airs. All the songs my father taught me before he died, for certainly there has been very little music in my life since. What's amazing is how clearly I remember them. The tunes, the lyrics. My voice, at first rough and breaking on the high notes, warms up into something splendid. A voice that would make the mockingjays fall silent and then tumble over themselves to join in. Days pass, weeks. I watch the snows fall on the ledge outside my window. And in all that time, mine is the only voice I hear. What — Suzanne Collins

The biggest, toughest competition in the future will be the battle for your time and attention. Your one thing - your call to adventure - is your best tool in that battle. — Bill Jensen

I was always involved in low level motor clubs, competitions and with the Vintage Auto Association, and I believe this really helped me on my way. — Liz Halliday

I told him that I apologised, that I understood, but really: I am not a museum, not yet, I'm a love letter, a love letter. — Elizabeth McCracken