Spector Bass Quotes & Sayings

Not your Jane," I snapped, but it was spoiled by my raspy, gasping voice. "Your Enforcer. Not your Jane."
Leo chuckled, a vamp's hunting purr that made Beast sit up and purr back. I kept the sound inside my head, but Beast liked Leo a little too much for my tastes. "You make the chase so delightful," he said.
"Stuff it."
Leo burst out laughing, my purr buried beneath his pure amusement. — Faith Hunter

I lit a candle in a Catholic church for the first time that afternoon. Me, a Presbyterian. I lit a candle in the warm, dark, waxy-smelling air of Saint Adelbert's. I put it beside the one that Mrs. Baker lit. I don't know what she prayed for, but I prayed that no atomic bomb would ever drop on Camillo Junior High or the Quaker meetinghouse or the old jail or Temple Emmanuel or Hicks Park or Saint Paul's Episcopal School or Saint Adelbert's. I prayed for Lieutenant Baker, missing in action somewhere in the jungles of Vietnam near Khesanh. I prayed for Danny Hupfer, sweating it out in Hebrew school right then. I prayed for my sister, driving in a yellow bug toward California - or maybe she was there already, trying to find herself. And I hoped that it was okay to pray for a bunch of things with one candle. — Gary D. Schmidt

I think the fans of the old-school Internet shorts were a little bit older just because it was racier material. — Andy Milonakis

Three of tonights performers are members of the group Return To One, whose album Hopes and Dreams I heard for the first time a couple of weeks ago. Blown away by the album, I called Nathan Hubbard, the drummer and composer for the group, and with whom I've played on a couple of Trummerflora-related occasions, and asked him to round up several of his Return To One cohorts for tonight's show. I can't recommend their album highly enough; please pick up a copy ... — Mike Keneally

I know the families that I photograph extremely well, and I've known them for a very long time. — Jock Sturges

Success is a rare paint, hides all the ugliness. — John Suckling

The train swung around the curve, the engine puffing with short, heavy blasts, and they passed smoothly from sight that way, with that quality about them of shabby and timeless patience, of static serenity: that blending of childlike and ready incompetence and paradoxical reliability that tends and protects them it loves out of all reason and robs them steadily and evades responsibility and obligations by means too barefaced to be called subterfuge even and is taken in theft or evasion with only that frank and spontaneous admiration for the victor which a gentleman feels for anyone who beats him in a fair contest, and withal a fond and unflagging tolerance for whitefolk's vagaries like that of a grandparent for unpredictable and troublesome children, which I had forgotten. — William Faulkner

Why is it drug addicts and computer aficionados are both called users? — Clifford Stoll

All beautiful women are murderers. You've probably heard it said before. — Mike Lester

All men have their frailties; and whoever looks for a friend without imperfections, will never find what he seeks. — Cyrus The Great

I don't have the words. I want to touch her, but I don't deserve it. — Holly Black

May each one of us glorify the Lord with the soul of Mary and rejoice in God with the spirit of Mary — Ambrose

Roots never get the appreciation that a flower does, but that doesn't make them envious. — Debasish Mridha

It is a wise woman who knows her place. — George R R Martin