Tamad Na Estudyante Quotes & Sayings

Your skin tastes like the Dead Sea," he whispered against my neck. I — Dannika Dark

He dropped his pile of papers onto the desk and indicated the sheet on top. "Here is the common I nominate in all the fires, Carl." "You what?" "The common I nominate." "Common denominator, Assad. A compound noun. What common denominator? — Jussi Adler-Olsen

On the ride back south, she tapped all the anger-management tricks they'd given her in job training. They played across her windshield like PowerPoint slides. Number One: It's not about you. Number Two: Your plan is not the world's. Number Three: The mind can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven. (24) — Richard Powers

Whole object of intellectual education is formation of logical disposition — John Dewey

I love to smile. — Inge De Bruijn

If all we needed were ideas and positive thinking, then we all would have had ponies when we were kids and we would all be living our "dream life" now. — Tony Robbins

We think the future lies ahead, but its seed is contained in the present. There is no sharp break between the two: the lie we tell today can send us sprawling a year from now; the way we treat our infant determines the way he treats us when he reaches adolescence. — Sydney J. Harris

If you're signing up all the pretty girls in Alden, I want to join too," Max told Christy.
"We aren't taking men," she explained.
He cocked his eyebrow. "What? We aren't sensitive enough for your kind of literature?"
Christy turned to Annie and both broke into laughter. Annie leaned closer to Max and whispered, "We are talking cliterature here."
His roguish smile was breathtaking. "Oh clits and chicks, I can handle that," he answered with a wink, his eyes glittering with laughter. — Elle Aycart

Have I ever told you, you look like Monty Clift? he inquired in a deep, seductive voice.
Before or after the accident? — Josh Lanyon

It's no time to be wobbly, Geo. — Margaret Thatcher

My baby brother would never call Hex soft. Not Hex.
And not me, either. Not anymore. Not any fucking more. — Francesca Lia Block