Quotes & Sayings About The Name Melissa

I just figure if it has my name on it, and I want to make people feel good about wearing it, I can't pass it off. — Melissa McCarthy

My heart can't stop beating faster, every time I hear your name or your laughter. — Melissa Ferrick

I was always Missy, never Melissa. I went to college, and I thought it was so much more interesting to go by a different name, and then it just kind of stuck. — Melissa McCarthy

The IRS is currently considering a rule that would make it easier for tax preparers to disclose the private information contained in tax returns - including name, address, Social Security number, employer, income, and charitable donations. — Melissa Bean

It was cold in the street and I crossed to the lighted blaze of shops in Rue Fuad. In a grocer's window I saw a small tin of olives with the name Orvieto on it, and overcome by a sudden longing to be on the right side of the Mediterranean, entered the shop: bought it: had it opened there and then: and sitting down at a marble table in that gruesome light I began to eat Italy, its dark scorched flesh, hand-modelled spring soil, dedicated vines. I felt that Melissa would never understand this. I should have to pretend I had lost the money. I did not see at first the great car which she had abandoned in the street with its engine running. She came into the shop with swift and resolute suddenness and said, with the air of authority that Lesbians, or women with money, assume with the obviously indigent: 'What did you mean by your remark about the antinomian nature of irony?' - or some such sally which I have forgotten. — Lawrence Durrell

He stood and reached for the package, seeing his name in Ava's handwriting - and a note underneath the address. Don't open until the restaurant's grand opening. He grinned as he pulled off the tape. Raegan tsked. "Didn't you see the note?" "Rae, I guarantee you when Ava wrote that she knew I'd ignore it. — Melissa Tagg

I just wish the memories would fade. I wish the songs wouldn't bring tears. And, I wish that his name would stop making my heart tremble. I want to forget. I need to forget. I deserve to forget. I have to forget. — Melissa Brown

We've resorted to formalities suddenly? Am I to assume we haven't been
intimate enough for you to call me by my first name?" Despite his casual tone, his eyes suggested so much more. "Perhaps I should rectify that. — Melissa Lurquette

She had an unusual name. She knew that much. It wasn't the kind of name that you found on ceramic coffee mugs at airport gift shops or emblazoned on mini-license plate souvenirs you could hang on your bedroom door after you returned from Disneyland. Her name was pretty and unusual and had meaning. — Melissa De La Cruz

No one calls me Sammy. My mother occasionally throws a "Samuel", but I am, and have always been, just Sam. Sammy is a name for five-year-olds and game show hosts and Shinny Happy People.
I am, definitely, not a Sammy — Melissa Keil

Celebrities had descended on all the high class hotels, so there wasn't a facial twitch when Sebastian paid with his credit card under a false name. He had the looks to pass for an actor or male model. With her cheeks still flushed, Nicole had the look of a woman he'd planned to take to bed. — Melissa Blue

Where flowers bloom, you'll find your way, through the darkness and the flames, but beware the price that you must pay, for only the worthy will know my name. — Melissa Grey

Hi," (cough), "my name is Jasmin Field. I'm a journalist. So don't piss me off. Ha ha. And um - well, I can't really act. Ha ha." No one laughed. — Melissa Nathan

I see teenagers or people who are 21 and think, 'I was an idiot at that age.' I was running around New York like a crazy woman. Thank God I only had three and a half cents to my name. I was too immature to handle success then. — Melissa McCarthy

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"Ahem. I know you hate Mondays, madam, but you picked the absolutely wrong one to play hooky. Or be sick. Yes, I suppose it's vaguely possible that you are actually sick. Anyway, here we are at lunch, Sadie and I, witnessing total social disorder. Your friend Alexander Bainbridge is sitting at the usual table, but facing the room. Amanda Alstead is sitting at Table One. Or, should I say,sitting more or less on a Phillite senior boy, whose name is unimportant, at Table One. A very nice young lady at the next table over-you know, the one who writes about Mr. Darcy-has just informeed us that Amanda dumpled Alex over the break. On Thanksgiving Day,no less. By e-mail. No telling how much truth is there, but a lot more than a kernal, I would say. We have a large, seven-dollar bag o' movie popcorn here. Thought you'd like to know. Call me. — Melissa Jensen

The woman held out a hand to Chloe. "Name's Kitty."
"This is a very vivid hallucination," Chloe told her.
"And that's Jack ... short for jackass," Kitty continued as if Chloe hadn't spoken. — Melissa Marr