Torhouts Quotes & Sayings

Overall, white men run America. From nuclear armaments to the filth and jeopardy of New York City subways to the cruel mismanagement of health care, is there anything to boast about? — June Jordan

In the French culture, they talk politics. I didn't find it was part of our culture to have political arguments at the table. My husband's family will get into major politics, and it's not an aggressive thing. It's so interesting and you learn so much, whether it's Right or Left, and that to me has been really great. — Kim Raver

How quickly one accepts the incredible if only one sees it enough. — Richard Matheson

I have a thing for tools. — Tim Allen

No. I don't think I've ever been really lonely in my life," answered Anne. "Even when I'm alone I have real good company - dreams and imaginations and pretendings. I LIKE to be alone now and then, just to think over things and TASTE them. — L.M. Montgomery

My husband, Sal, and I put date nights on the calendar once a week. I know that doesn't sound romantic, but otherwise it won't get done. — Sherri Shepherd

I learned he knows how to play my body. I cum when he wants me to, be it in seconds, minutes, or even hours. — Alexa Riley

You dont get your black ass away from this fire I'll kill you graveyard dead. He looked to where Glanton sat. Glanton watched him. He put the pipe in his mouth and rose and took up the apishamore and folded it over his arm. Is that your final say? Final as the judgement of God. The black looked once more across the flames at Glanton and then he moved away in the dark. The white man uncocked the revolver and placed it on the ground before him. Two of the others came back to the fire and stood uneasily. Jackson sat with his legs crossed. One hand lay in his lap and the other was outstretched on his knee holding a slender black cigarillo. The nearest man to him was Tobin and when the black stepped out of the darkness bearing the bowieknife in both hands like some instrument of ceremony Tobin started to rise. The white man looked up drunkenly and the black stepped forward and with a single stroke swapt off his head. — Cormac McCarthy

A weak but steady throb lay beneath Kev's searching fingertips. Win's heartbeat ... the pulse that sustained his universe. — Lisa Kleypas

A team will always appreciate a great individual if he's willing to sacrifice for the group. — Kareem Abdul-Jabbar

As for fame, fame felt like nothing. Fame was not a sensation like love or hunger or loneliness, welling from within and invisible to the outside eye. It was rather entirely external, coming from the minds of others. It existed in the way people looked at him or behaved towards him. In that, being famous was no different from being gay, or Jewish, or from a visible minority: you are who you are, and then people project onto you some notion they have. — Yann Martel

Would he really want us here ... forever? Because forever was what I was thinking when I agreed to move. I never would have done it, if it wasn't about forever. — Jodi LaPalm

The responsibility of the writer is to be a sort of demonic social critic
to present the world and people in it as he sees it and say, Do you like it? If you don't like it, change it. — Edward Albee

There are no solids. There are no things. There are only interfering and non-interfering patterns operative in pure principle, and principles are eternal. — R. Buckminster Fuller

Joy takes a strange effect at times, it seems to oppress us almost the same as sorrow. — Alexandre Dumas