Str Lecky Quotes & Sayings

When I came to know Mrs. Marcet personally; how often I cast my thoughts backward, delighting to connect the past and the present; how often, when sending a paper to her as a thank you offering, I thought of my first instructress. — Michael Faraday

A kilt isna a skirt. 'Tis an entirely different thing. — Tessa Dare

So agressive, so much screaming, so cruel picture... But that's the truth, better the truth than the lie after a lie and a lie... — Deyth Banger

Many people find their calling very early in their lives. These are the kind of people we read about in school books and newspapers. Then there are some who don't have a clue of what they want to do in their lives; I am belong to the latter category. — Dhanush

To be perfectly honest, I think she became sick of Society during her debut season. Better to lock herself in her room with her books than to spend her life paying calls and going to balls. — Shanna Swendson

They touched me all over randomly and I loved it. It felt like they were aching to have me back on their dicks. — Amelia LeFay

So many times, I tried to imagine how he would look like and always ended up believing he is no more than a faceless monster. — Refaat Alareer

Not until she'd left the room did Kate realize that Bunny hadn't ended a single one of her sentences with a question mark. — Anne Tyler

Behold me, here I am; thy little handmaiden Acceptance-with-Joy and all that is in my heart is thine. — Hannah Hurnard

She was trying to write a novel, it was so slow, you had to destroy so much and start again; so hard to discover whether one was really a writer or just a victim of a literary home environment. — John Fowles

We saw no bugs or reptiles to speak of, and so I was thinking of saying in print, in a general way, that there were none at all; but one night after I had gone to bed, the Reverend came into my room carrying something, and asked, "Is this your boot?" I said it was, and he said he had met a spider going off with it. Next morning he stated that just at dawn the same spider raised his window and was coming in to get a shirt, but saw him and fled. I inquired, "Did he get the shirt?" "No." "How did you know it was a shirt he was after?" "I could see it in his eye. — Mark Twain