Tf2 Conga Quotes & Sayings

Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come. — Carl Sandburg

In rural and struggling Lexington, Virginia, Lee's new postwar home, one writer joked darkly dollars were so scarce that they had to be introduced to one another when they met on Main Street. — Charles Bracelen Flood

Gregori's arm moved from around her waist to circle her neck, a male gesture of ownership. Savannah laughed to herself. Carpathian men were not far from the cave.
I caught that, mon amour. Gregori's soft voice brushed at her mind, a low caress that curled warmth in her stomach. He sounded close to teasing, but she noticed he didn't drop his arm from around her neck. — Christine Feehan

The true one of youth's love, proving a faithful helpmate in those years when the dream of life is over, and we live in its realities. — Robert Southey

Where can we
go if not to each other,
resenting every step? — Brenda Shaughnessy

It is no longer an unwritten law of American capitalism that industry will attempt to maintain wages at a level that allows a single wage to support a family. — Christopher Lasch

Ron's indignation on his behalf was worth about a hundred points to him. — J.K. Rowling

old women must know something, or they wouldn't live to gather wrinkles and yell from their front stoops. — Leigh Bardugo

Dixon, our, um, Lives? are in Danger?" "Hardly enough to interrupt a perfectly good - " Here he is silenc'd by an immense Thunder-Bolt from directly overhead, as their frail Prism is bleach'd in unholy Light. " - Saturday Night for, is it I ask you . . . ?" his Head emerging at last from beneath a Blanket, "Mason? Say, Mason, - are thee . . . ?" Mason, now outside, pushes aside the Tent-flap with his head, but does not enter. "Dixon. I will now seek Shelter beneath that Waggon out there, d'ye see it? If you wish to join me, there's room." "Bit too much Iron there for me, thanks all the same. — Thomas Pynchon

For some reason, she didn't want to read in front of him. It would be like letting him watch her eat. — Rainbow Rowell

I've kissed a prince, Mom. I hope it doesn't turn into a frog. — E.L. James

Many in the audience consider leaving.
If anyone leaves, let them leave.
The theatre is not a prison.
If anyone coughs, cough also.
The Theatre is not a sickbed.
We minister to the audience.
We revere the pains of the audience. — Lem Doolittle