Tinselled Quotes & Sayings

Like your home's closets, your financial clutter needs an overhaul every now and again, and the payoff will go far beyond the psychic satisfaction of neatening up. — Suze Orman

But the words die away on his lips, as he is caught in a smile as sudden and bright and paralysing as a prison searchlight ...
God, those eyes! Just looking at them is like being kissed - or, no, like being magicked off to another world, where it's just the two of them alone, the rest of the universe mere tinselled scenery, orbiting in a slow waltz around them- — Paul Murray

No matter how late it is, when I get home, I take the time to clean and moisturize my face. — Demi Moore

accepted stoically, without fear or self-pity or hope for anything — Atul Gawande

Popping off, I say, "I wouldn't mind." Even if it tastes like shit, I'd swallow Alex Waters' jizz. Then I'd get the T-shirt. — Helena Hunting

This is a love letter to a nightmare. — Leonora Carrington

Wealth is the parent of luxury and indolence, and poverty of meanness and viciousness, and both of discontent. — Plato

You may have succeeded in shutting down the attack simulation, girl, but it was by luck alone, not skill. I would die of shock if you managed to do anything useful again for a long time
This is the Marcus that Tobias knows. The one who knows right where to hit to cause the most damage. — Veronica Roth

I have a very realistic image of what marriage should be. It takes effort, but it shouldn't be the hardest thing that you do. — Joanna Garcia

In the dewy wood tinselled with bewildering moonlight, the bumbling, tumbling babies of the fairy creche trip over the hem of her dress, which is no more nor less than the margin of the wood itself; they stumble in the tangled grass as they play with the coneys, the quick brown fox-cubs, the russet fieldmice and the wee scraps of grey voles, blind velvet Mole and striped Brock with his questing snout - all the denizens of the woodland are her embroiderings, and the birds flutter round her head, settle on her shoulders and make their nests in her great abundance of disordered hair, in which are plaited poppies and ears of wheat. — Angela Carter