Srebrna Mennica Quotes & Sayings

Thank God I don't have to like her to love her, Holly — Courtney Summers

Plant a good seed in the right spot and it will grow without further coaxing — B. J. Fogg

This is why, if I may be forgiven a digression, I believe it is time for the black race to forget about rhetoric and instead show what we are capable of doing. The testing will surely go on for the next generation and the next, but each time we meet the test, we'll climb another rung of the ladder until finally we arrive at parity, having earned our place rather than pleading or demanding that it be given to us. — Yvonne S. Thornton

Those who feel the pain of others are the most eligible for all joy of the world,
unfortunately this rule is too corrupt. — Kartik Mehta

Only a stupid does something for nothing. — M.F. Moonzajer

Politicians do important work!

Politicians can eat an important dick!! — Jillian Tamaki

New York, New York, - a helluva town, The Bronx is up but the Battery is down. — Betty Comden

Knitters use knitting to value-add to the world. — Stephanie Pearl-McPhee

When the poet makes his perfect selection of a word, he is endowing the word with life. — John Drinkwater

I'm surrounded by great friends and family. I don't know what I would do without them. — Emma Roberts

I figured that once you've decided to jump off a cliff, you might as well pick the highest one. Why accept the risk, if not for the greatest prize? — Robert Jordan

Knowing you want to do something isn't the same as knowing how to do it, and even knowing how to do something isn't the same as actually doing it well. — Meg Jay

If you truly love me, kill the bartender. — Quentin Crisp

Throe accepted the soup and went over to where Xcor had been sitting. Sinking down to the floor, he put the brass box on the far side of himself and began to eat.
Xcor joined him on the stain of the blood he had shed during the day, and in silence, they completed their reunion. But it was not over, at least not on Xcor's part.
His regret stayed with him, the heaviness of the burden of his actions altering him forever, like an injury that had scarred over and healed wrong.
Or rather, in this case ... healed right. — J.R. Ward

Loneliness is failed solitude. — Sherry Turkle