Top Ten Dwight Schrute Quotes & Sayings

...he walked up and down through life. — Charles Dickens

Scripts [are] kind of a bare bones type of reading material. — Karen Allen

In my home, I listen to music; I play music: I play guitar and I play ukelele. And I swim and I ride a bike and I do all the things that everybody else does. — Charles Dance

She lives at my discretion. I can take her breath. I can give it back. — Karen Marie Moning

To recognize that head injuries were as essential a part of football as they are of boxing would be to erase the fine distinction on which the game's respectability rested. — Charlie Pierce

Before turning pro, I would never have just left my skates sitting in the locker room unattended. — Kristi Yamaguchi

You don't have to stay where you're at to remember where you're from. — Edward M. Baldwin

I paint very messy. I throw paint around. So when I let myself do the same sort of thing with my writing, and I would just write and write and write and revise, that's when I found my rhythm in writing. — Erin Morgenstern

It is blissfully silent as Matt flutters his hands across my stomach and up the insides of my thigs, making me shiver. He smells like Downy fabric softener and sometimes tastes like it too ... He smells like clean comfort and tastes like flowers, mint and salt. His arms are hard, his hips and thighs are solod with muscle, mouth hot, tongue alive, and all I want is wanting when we are in the darnkess in the L. — Arlaina Tibensky

Time hides no treasures; we want not its then, but its now. — Henry David Thoreau

I've got my warrior name, too!" Crookedjaw?" How did you guess?" A purr rumbled in his throat. Beacuse your tail's still straight. — Erin Hunter

Our head is designed to broaden our capability of analyzing facts, events and draw the right conclusions — Sunday Adelaja

If you think your odds of solving your problem are bad, don't rule out the possibility that what is really happening is that you are bad at estimating odds. — Scott Adams

Happiest time of youth and life, when love is first spoken and returned; when the dearest eyes are daily shining welcome, and the fondest lips never tire of whispering their sweet secrets; when the parting look that accompanies "Good night!" gives delightful warning of tomorrow. — William Makepeace Thackeray