Shaida Tafreshi Quotes & Sayings

He was a dastardly fellow," the beer mug continued happily. "Truly repugnant. And smelled! Oh, lad, the stench could knock over an ox! — M.L. LeGette

What a real bitch, Catherine. You should kill her. — Jeaniene Frost

I have enough money for the rest of my life and enough to leave a good inheritance for our kids. — David A. Siegel

No sooner do we come into this world, than bits of us start to fall off. — Julian Barnes

What has benefited me the most is learning I can't control what happens outside of my pitching. — Greg Maddux

Life will succeed life, as we know it. — R.W. Erskine

Forgiveness is a GIFT to yourself — Yennie Hardiwidjaja

A person who believes, as she did, that things fit: that there is a whole of which one is a part, and that in being a part one is whole: such a person has no desire whatever, at any time, to play God. Only those who have denied their being yearn to play at it. — Ursula K. Le Guin

Love is a force ... It is not a result; it is a cause. It is not a product. It is a power, like money, or steam or electricity. It is valueless unless you can give something else by means of it. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

It has its perks, being Mrs. Chancellor, and if I have to use it, by golly, I'll use it. I'm through standing in lines at my age. — Jeanne Cooper

Love is sweeping the country. — Ira Gershwin

Growing up is all about getting hurt. And then getting over it. You hurt. You recover. You move on. Odds are pretty good you're just going to get hurt again. But each time, you learn something. Each time you come out of it a little stronger, and at some point you realize there are more flavors of pain than coffee ... Pain does two things: it teaches you, tells you that you're alive. Then it passes away and leaves you changed ... and everything that will ever happen to you in life is going to involve it in one way or another. (pg. 282) — Jim Butcher

He felt certain that if she'd have let him, he could have levitated with her in his arms and they could have made love on the ceiling. He could have unzipped his body and wrapped her in his skin. He could have buried himself in her neck and slipped into the place between her shoulder and her throat, and been soldered by passion to her forever. — Laura Kasischke