Tom Davenport Quotes & Sayings

If you suffer, thank God! It is a sure sign that you are alive. — Elbert Hubbard

Let me be very blunt: the heterosexual transmission of AIDS is, in Africa, a function of truly pathological promiscuity. So this is really a violence issue - not the same violence we deal with in Boston, where teenagers stab and shoot each other, but the violence of African men who are killing themselves, and killing African women and children, with pathological promiscuity. — Eugene Rivers

In order to understand the movement of prices, you need not an oscilloscope to measure the entire market and reduce it to noise, but a microscope to investigate the creative process behind every company and its price. — George Gilder

Art in the art world, and culture in general, are branches of the media, which produces our political and social thinking climate. — Hans Haacke

I don't really look for a script and go, 'I need to do a thriller, so I'm going to do this.' I just read scripts and look for the best possible story. — Alex Pettyfer

I'm a tomboy. I love shooting guns and running around. — Eva Longoria

Like every person, every thought has the potential to become something great. — John C. Maxwell

His hands are caressing her skin, hips, thighs, and ass. One slips between her legs, gently stroking, opening her a little for him, and then he lifts his head and she feels it. His mouth, right there. Blair's eyes fall shut. Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. She — Andrea Simonne

His cracked lips moved.
Beloved.
He couldn't say the word, but I knew it.
And so did his Fool. — Robin Hobb

I'm not for sale, neither is UKIP. — Nigel Farage

I was upset with Delbert, because there he was going again and pushing me out in front, without asking me. — Cheryl Lynn

I'll cry anywhere because I can do it quite subtly. Walking, that's a good time to have a cry. — Sharon Horgan

She dug in her backpack, found her cell phone, and checked for coverage. It was kind of lame in Morganville, truthfully, out in the middle of the prarie, in the middle of Texas, which was about as middle of nowhere as it was possible to get unless you wanted to go to Mongolia or something ...
Claire started dialing numbers. The first person told her that they'd already found somebody ... The second one sounded like a weird old guy. The third one was a weird old lady. The fourth one ... well, the fourth one was just plain weird. — Rachel Caine