Sunflower By Simon Wiesenthal Quotes & Sayings

Are you going to distract me by playing footsie?"
"Absolutely, princess," he says with a wink.
"Then I won't remember a thing."
"It's a samurai training technique," he teases, spinning the test prep book toward him. "I distract you as much as possible right now." He slides the book into his lap. "And you'll learn how to test through anything. — Tera Lynn Childs

I now see that it is possible that I can receive a fair trial even with Americans as jurors, — Zacarias Moussaoui

Daddy, look - one of the gnomes actually bit me! — J.K. Rowling

The mustard on the roof of my mouth gave me the feeling that someone was removing my nasal hair with a blowtorch. — Marcel Theroux

Jack looked over to the foot of the bed to see Edgar watching them; head cocked to one side and tail wagging furiously. "You don't think he saw us, do you? — Mary J. Williams

Religions are not revealed: they are evolved. If a religion were revealed by God, that religion would be perfect in whole and in part, and would be as perfect at the first moment of its revelation as after ten thousand years of practice. There has never been a religion which fulfills those conditions. — Robert Blatchford

It was then that Miss Brodie looked beautiful and fragile, just as dark, heavy Edinburgh itself could suddenly be changed into a floating city when the light was a special pearly white and fell upon one of the gracefully fashioned streets. In the same way Miss Brodie's masterful features became clear and sweet to Sandy when viewed in the curious light of the woman's folly, and she never felt more affection for her in her later years than when she thought upon Miss Brodie silly. — Muriel Spark

The restaurant was waning, indifferently relaxing its illusion: for the late-comers a private illusion took its place. Their table seemed to stand on their own carpet; they had a sensation of custom, sedateness, of being inside small walls, as though dining at home again after her journey. She told him about her Mount Morris solitary suppers, in the middle of the library, the rim of the tray just not touching the base of the lamp ... the fire behind her back softly falling in on its own ash-no it had not been possible to feel lonely among those feeling things. — Elizabeth Bowen

And then there are the rare ones who know love, who understand it. Who freely give of themselves, demanding only a return of that love,that trust. — Kim Harrison

There's a fearsome creature that no man can ever hope to vanquish: the neurotic Bridezilla. — Loretta Lost