Sookie St James Quotes & Sayings

We love a world in which the people in the white hats get rewarded and the people in the black hats pay the price. And that I have to say doesn't happen very often, particularly in a very complex economy. We're in a time of panic where people have lost trust in what the banks are doing, what the investment firms are doing - lost trust beyond a level of reasonableness, to be honest. And, it's got to be stopped. — Rebecca M. Blank

I love the way men smell. I love the way they taste, their texture, the way they're built. — Marilu Henner

Stealing is wrong Billy — David Chuka

Anyone that looked like that wouldn't need to tie up girls and imprison them in order to get them to marry him — Cassandra Clare

One of those pertinacious tempers that would warm every day to a white heat and never again cool to forgiveness. — H.G.Wells

Salt is the only rock directly consumed by man. It corrodes but preserves, desiccates but is wrested from the water. It has fascinated man for thousands of years not only as a substance he prized and was willing to labour to obtain, but also as a generator of poetic and of mythic meaning. The contradictions it embodies only intensify its power and its links with experience of the sacred. — Margaret Visser

If he could get the idea of paper money past them then he was home and, if not dry, then at least merely Moist. — Terry Pratchett

They will have to live with it for the rest of the trip now, but Alcock knows how the engine roar can make a pilot fall asleep, that the rhythm can lull a man into nodding off before he hits the waves. It is fierce work--he can feel the machine in his muscles. The sheer tug through his body. The exhaustion of the mind. Always avoiding cloud. Always looking for a line of sight. Creating any horizon possible. The brain inventing phantom turns. The inner ear balancing the angles until the only thing that can truly be trusted is the dream of getting there. — Colum McCann

People accuse me of going overboard preparing for my first ten million years in eternity; in my opinion, people go overboard in worrying about their last ten on earth. — Francis Chan

Kellan looked back at me, cocky amusement infused into his lopsided grin. "I'm glad you don't squeal when I look at you." He leaned in, his arm brushing mine. "I like having to earn it," he whispered. — S.C. Stephens