Strategic Grill Locations Quotes & Sayings

Photography, fortunately, to me has not only been a profession but also a contact between people - to understand human nature and record, if possible, the best in each individual. — Nickolas Muray

Take one sexually inept wage-slave,'" she went on, "'one dissatisfied female, two or (if preferred) three small television-addicts; marinate in a mixture of Freudism and dilute Christianity; then bottle up tightly in a four-room flat and stew for fifteen years in their own juice. — Aldous Huxley

And the moral of this story is?" asked Amber, and immediately regretted it because it didn't sound tough and bored at all, just snotty. "That everything looks small on paper," Meoraq replied. "But in Gann's world, shit happens." The — R. Lee Smith

I'm convinced that if the same opportunities were made available to everybody, people would want to better their lot in life. — Robin Leach

That, my dear Liv, was confidence. Talk to someone. Make jokes with them. Seem interested in what they are saying even if they're dull as mud." He shrugged. "Anyone... anyone at all, can be glamoured if you know how. — Danika Stone

You know what your problem is? You got too many scruples. One or two is okay, but you get too many of them, and it clogs everything up."
What she said made no sense at all, but was probably right.
"I got some scruples," Lula said, "but I know when to stop. There's a point where you have to say enough is enough and screw scruples. — Janet Evanovich

All this time I've been talking about the human sciences and don't even know what these human sciences are, don't have the slightest clue, he said, I thought, been talking about philosophy and don't have a clue about philosophy, been talking about existence and don't have a clue about it, he said. Our starting point is always that we don't know anything about anything and don't even have a clue about it, he said, — Thomas Bernhard

Every part of you was made for me. Your lips were made to kiss mine, your eyes were made to wake up to me looking at you in my bed every morning, and your f***ing tongue was made to roll my name off of it. I am more certain of us than I'm certain that I require oxygen to breathe. — Gail McHugh

You have had to travel a long way to get here, to tell us about the Lord Jesus. Please thank your tribe that they have allowed you to come here. — Corrie Ten Boom

You're bossy, arrogant, intrusive, annoying ... "
His minor grin amplified.
See! Totally unrepentant ...
"Do I have anything going for me?"
" ... you can be sweet, you're a cuddler, and you carried me out of a burning building ... "
"I'm a cuddler?"
"You spoon."
His brows went up. "That's important enough to be on your list?"
"Uh ... yeah."
[He's grinning] "Fuckin' ridiculous what women think is important. — Kristen Ashley

Regrets are the last words you speak to your loved ones when you die and the one thing we all fear when we live. I'd rather regret the things I've done and said than regret the things I haven't done or said. It is all the experiences and people you missed out on in life that you will feel the most regretful for in the end. God will forgive you of your mistakes, but there is nothing to forgive if you have never even tried, done or said anything that made a difference in your life or others. — Shannon L. Alder

Hans?" the Fairy Godmother said. "Can you remember what made you happy when you were a young boy?" It didn't take him long to remember. "Places like this promenade," he said. "Why?" she asked. "It's a place of unlimited possibility," he said. "At any moment, anyone or anything could appear. A parade could march through the field, a flock of birds from a tropical land could fly across the skies, or a king from a distant country could sail through the waters on a massive ship. I suppose any child is happiest wherever his imagination is stimulated." "Interesting," she said. — Chris Colfer

Those that love you the most never allow you to change. — Melissa Dymock

Our arms start from the back because they were once wings. — Martha Graham

A heat full of coldness, a sweet full of bitterness, a pain full of pleasantness, which maketh thoughts have eyes and hearts ears, bred by desire, nursed by delight, weaned by jealousy, kill'd by dissembling, buried by ingratitude, and this is love. — John Lyly