Thorinshield Quotes & Sayings

What I remember the most really was just running wild there. Barefooted, swimming in dirty lakes, selling fruit, picking mango trees, hoping not to get caught because they don't take kindly to thieves in Africa. — Akon

Strange story about Degas. He hated women, didn't want to be with them. Yet he spent much of his life painting them. He had seen his father maltreat his mother, must have had a deep fear that he'd do the same thing. — Irving Stone

And my little sister died when she was 16. — Jeremy London

The voice came from the other side of the divider, an older man, bald, who wore a leather vest over a dark blue button-down shirt, like a Radio Shack manager who moonlighted as a forest brigand. — Austin Grossman

But she felt like she had to earn him, and she hadn't. Not yet. And maybe never, she admitted to herself. — Danielle Steel

How sweet it is to let God purge our souls of ego and bitterness, and to have a little taste of heaven here on earth. — Marilyn Nelson

The mind has no sex ... — George Sand

Secrets have power so long as they remain secrets — Steven Erikson

Things that annoy me end up fuelling my ideas. — Josh James

The more you sweat in training, the less you bleed in combat. — Richard Marcinko

The use of thermodynamics in biology has a long history rich in confusion ... — Harold Morowitz

Nicole," she yelled, and I turned around. "Is it hard? You know, not being on the needle anymore?" "It's harder than being on the needle. — Marni Mann

Thrice, to the mighty heave-ho of his invisible tossers, he would fly up in this fashion, and the second time he would go higher than the first and then there he would be, on his last and loftiest flight, reclining, as if for good, against the cobalt blue of the summer noon, like one of those paradisiac personages who comfortably soar, with such a wealth of folds in their garments, on the vaulted ceiling of a church while below, one by one, the wax tapers in mortal hands light up to make a swarm of minute flames in the mist of incense, and the priest chants of eternal repose, and funeral lilies conceal the face of whoever lies there, among the swimming lights, in the open coffin. — Vladimir Nabokov

There is great value in disaster. All our mistakes are burned up. Thank God we can start a new. — Thomas A. Edison