Stepsons Force Quotes & Sayings

When people asked me, "Do you get high to go onstage?" I could never understand the question. I mean, I'd been high since eight that morning. Going onstage had nothing to do with it. — George Carlin

And if I don't answer... Then what?... Oh, no. Someone protect me from the bad man with a knife. - Admiral Kahina — Susan Dennard

I look back on my life the way one watches a badly scripted action flick, sitting at the edge of the seat, bursting out, "No, no, don't open that door! The bad guy is in there and he'll grab you and put his hand over your mouth and tie you up and then you'll miss the train and everything will fall apart!" Except there is no bad guy in this tale. The person who jumped through the door and grabbed me and tied me up was, unfortunately, me. My double image, the evil skinny chick who hisses, Don't eat. I'm not going to let you eat. I'll let you go as soon as you're thin, I swear I will. Everything will be okay when you're thin. — Marya Hornbacher

There is no 'cat language.' Painful as it is for us to admit, they don't need one! — Barbara Holland

He thought to himself, I'll never be this perfect again, an idea that made him sad. — Edmund White

I also love Dido and Nelly Furtado and people who are really into their music like that. And I love Renee Zellweger. — Hilary Duff

I've had my fill of cool, Willow. These days it's kindness, honesty, and stability that impress me. — Lisa Unger

Are you mad that he's here?" Marie whispered in my ear.
I shook my head while I prepared two vodka tonics.
"Well, you look mad." She laughed at me. "What's wrong?"
"I'm allergic to whores," I said under my breath. — Tina Reber

Mystery is part of each life, and maybe it is healthier to uphold it than to spend a lifetime in search of half-made answers. — Linda Hogan

Miranda put a hand over her face and looked through her fingers, the world in pieces, her father's legs gone, the woman's torso vanished. Now they looked like broken dolls, their jaws clacking, breeze blowing through their hollows. — Helen Oyeyemi