Secret Santa Gift Quotes & Sayings

Her name is Brienne," Jaime said. "Brienne, the maid of Tarth. You are still maiden, I hope?"
Her broad homely face turned red. "Yes."
"Oh, good," Jaime said. "I only rescue maidens. — George R R Martin

I just cosplay being an adult. — Jennie Breeden

The whole history of the 20th century is a history of resistance groups which are either nationalist or, in large parts of the Muslim word, religious groups. — Tariq Ali

Me and Marcus Allen went over to see Nicole
We heard a knock at the door, must have been Ron Gold'
Jumped behind the door, put the orgy on hold
Killed em both and smeared blood on the white Bronco — Eminem

The gift from my Secret Santa wasn't anything special. That makes me sad. I bet you anything that Mary Elizabeth is my Secret Santa because only she would give me socks. — Stephen Chbosky

I love you because I don't know how to not love you. Becuase I can't imagine my world without you, and I don't ever want to have to face that again. Because you are sweetness and light and life, and you see me as the man I could be not as the man I am. — Catherine Gayle

It's not a crime to offend others; in fact, it's pretty much a natural consequence of having diverse cultures. We live in a world full of people with different backgrounds, interests, and values, and we must learn to accept that there will be clashes. As long as the differences do no harm, we should back off and accept them — P.Z. Myers

Just as China achieved much more than India in the realm of public health and education under an austere Communist regime, so its economic growth under a capitalist-friendly government strikes a visitor from India as nothing less than spectacular. — Pankaj Mishra

All the world knows me in my book, and my book in me. — Michel De Montaigne

In a country that's in a hurry to make the future, the names attached to the products are an enduring reassurance. — Don DeLillo

Captain Roberts went to Heaven, which wasn't everything that he'd expected, and as the receding water gently marooned the wreck of the Sweet Judy on the forest floor, only one soul was left alive. Or possibly two, if you like parrots. — Terry Pratchett