Sunjata A New Prose Quotes & Sayings

On the brink of being satiated, desire still appears infinite. — Jean Rostand

I'll just say this. There was no way we were going to lose at home on this day in this in this city for all those people. — Tom Coughlin

The human mind is not capable of comprehending or containing this world's agony.' Sidney Grice said, 'or we should all go mad. — M.R.C. Kasasian

At first, you fall in love. You wake in the morning woozy and your twilight is lit with astral violet light. You spelunk down into each other until you come to possess some inner vision of each other that becomes one thing. Us. Together. And time passes. Like the forming of Earth itself, volcanoes rise and spew lava. Oceans appear. Rock plates shift. Sea turtles swim half the ocean to lay eggs on the mother island; songbirds migrate over continents for berries from a tree. You evolve
cosmically and geologically. You lose each other and find each other again. Every day. Until love gathers the turtles and the birds of your world and encompasses them, too. — Michael Paterniti

Don't try to skin your rabbit and keep it as a pet too. — Joe R. Lansdale

The greatest disorder of the mind is to let will direct it. — Louis Pasteur

Follow your heart and be true to yourself. Never live the life of another. You have to create your own road. — James Van Praagh

Dance until they kill you, and then we'll dance some more. — Shane Claiborne

The sun rarely shines in history, what with the dust and confusion; and when we meet with any cheering fact which implies the presence of this luminary, we excerpt and modernize it. — Henry David Thoreau

God, Eva. Your cunt loves my cock." Reaching for the headboard, Gideon stretched over me, my legs trapped between us. Fully exposed and tilted back for his pleasure, I was helpless to do more than watch as he straightened his hips and sank the last few inches of his penis into me. The sound that left me was a harsh wail, the pleasure so intense it hurt. Distantly, I heard Gideon curse, felt his powerful body shudder. "You good?" he bit out, his teeth grinding. I tried to catch my breath, my lungs expanding as much as they were able. "Eva." He growled my name. "Are. You. Good?" Unable to speak, I reached for his hips, my fingers catching in his boxer briefs. I had a moment to think how hot that was, that he hadn't bothered to undress either one of — Sylvia Day

I made some more threats. I've got this big knife back here." He poked his thumb over his shoulder. "It attracts a lot of attention sometimes. — David Eddings

And briefly and succinctly, he put Miss Marple's theory of the crime before the doctor, ending up with her final suggestion. — Agatha Christie