Schwienemuende Quotes & Sayings

Yes, I loved MASH. As we are sitting here now talking, it's playing somewhere in the world. — Wayne Rogers

We were vicious and violent but elegant and discreet. There was a dance to all of this, one that kept all things flowing in the right direction, a circle that ensured the smartest and brightest would stay on top, not the man with the most guns and the smallest dick. — Karina Halle

From wrestling to my hip-hop thing, I've just been able to do so much and meet so many crazy characters. — Randy Savage

Part of her had hoped she would come home to find him looking like a cast member of Duck Dynasty. It would have been easy to ignore him then. But his looking like he did made it hard to focus on why she couldn't like him anymore. — Andrea Laurence

Change a word or two, even a single letter, and you change the entire story. — Samantha Shannon

At the bakery it's just me. It's a small place. Just me and the raspberry horns and the tourtiere pies and my cigarette going in the ashtray near the black sink. Every once in a while a car passes through the dark street outside the storefont windows, but that's pretty much all I see of people while I'm there, until the end of my shift at eight when Monica shows up to open the store for the day. A solid twelve hours by myself, nothing but the radio to keep me company, and I like it just fine, being alone. It's even better in the winter, during a storm, when the snow piles up outside and no cars come by at all. Inside the bakery it's warm and there's plenty to keep my hands busy. Times like that, for all I can tell I'm the only person left on earth. I could go on making pies and watching the snow pile up until the end of time, so long as there was enough coffee on hand. I don't need company like some people seem to. — Ron Currie Jr.

You just cant predict baseball — John Sterling

If God be near a church, it must pray. And if he be not there, one of the first tokens of his absence will be a slothfulness in prayer. — Charles Haddon Spurgeon

On the way back to Berea College, Deborah and William caught up on events, most of the time both talking at once. Mr. Caldwell listened and smiled, perhaps remembering his youth. — William Roy Pipes