Tambayan Love Quotes & Sayings

If we can send a guy to the moon we can certainly go a quarter of a mile and not get hurt. — Don Prudhomme

To know your languages of all languages
is to know your silence.
Petra Hermans — Petra Hermans

I raise my eyebrows. "You're going to settle for plain old vanilla?" He cocks his head to one side. "Nothing plain or old about vanilla-it's a very intriguing flavor," he breathes. — E.L. James

I've heard if you pretend long enough - or maybe wish hard enough - faking normal becomes real. I'm counting on that. Until then, I'll carry on. — Ann Aguirre

If there is a magic in story writing, and I am convinced there is, no one has ever been able to reduce it to a recipe that can be passed from one person to another. — John Steinbeck

She wanted more. More of him. More of this and them ... she wanted to see him come apart above her and know that they had done this together.
She wanted to find their own beautiful rhythm. The music swirled and rose about them, a tempting pace she was eager to match.
She smiled, and he felt her smile travel all the way to his heart, allaying his worries.
Without breaking eye contact, he began to move in and out maddeningly slowly. — Sylvain Reynard

There are many influences in my music, not only blues. R&B, Motown, gospel, old timey, jazz, even classical are all part of what I do. I started with classical, then country, then blues, and after that I started listening heavily to Motown and gospel. My earliest efforts as a songwriter were soul. Aretha Franklin, Curtis Mayfield, Wilson Pickett, Gladys Knight, James Brown, Otis Redding, Marvin Gaye and Fontella Bass are just a few of the names that come to mind as the God's of soul and Motown. — Rory Block

I feel very grateful that I have never had to be or ever chosen to be or accidentally found myself to be in the space of the other woman. — Jennifer Nettles

She turned to enter a stall, lowered to her knees, and made the familiar pattern of motions, hair pushed back and three fingers snaked into her mouth, repeating nothing in her head as she sang out her stomach. As it splashed and clouded out below her, she remembered how virtuous and light it felt to have done thing. Thought not while you did it. Then you were alone and it always hurt. — Tony Tulathimutte