Trognons Quotes & Sayings

The man, most man,
Works best for men, and, if most men indeed,
He gets his manhood plainest from his soul:
While, obviously, this stringent soul itself
Obeys our old rules of development;
The Spirit ever witnessing in ours,
And Love, the soul of soul, within the soul,
Evolving it sublimely. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I'm not going anywhere, Brynne. You're stuck with me and you better get used to it ... — Raine Miller

Books seem so much more - much more sacred to me, and more important and essential, than they were when I was young. — Jhumpa Lahiri

To Die is not as bad as not having lived — W.B. Stiles

A man must claim responsibility for his own temptation, and not pin it on the woman who arouses him. It's a gown, Sir Mark. Not even one of my more daring ones. — Courtney Milan

You're trying to get a comfort zone with the parents. You want the family to feel comfortable with me in charge of their son. — Tommy Bowden

My mother was like sand. The kind that warms you on a beach when you come shivering out of the cold water. The kind that clings to your body, leaving its impression on your skin to remind you where you've been and where you've come from. The kind you keep finding in your shoes and your pockets long after you've left the beach. She was also like the sand that archaeologists dig through. Layers and layers of sand that have kept dinosaur bones together for millions of years. And as hot and dusty and plain as that sand might be, those archaeologists are grateful for it, because without it to keep the bones in place, everything would scatter. Everything would fall apart. — Clare Vanderpool

I've been wanting to have my own family since I was young. It just took me a while to find the perfect woman. — Matthew McConaughey

peace begins with smile — Mother Teresa

Am I your special someone? Or just someone special?"
--Janet — Justin Villanueva

Well, yes, there were quite a lot of books throughout, tumbling out of haphazardly placed bookshelves, stacked beneath chairs, beside beds, even in the bottoms of a closet or two. But I was never a "collector." My love of books is a love of what they contain; they hold knowledge as a pitcher holds water, as a dress contains the mystery of a woman's exquisite body. Their physicality matters
do not speak to me of storing books as bytes!
but they should not inspire fetishistic devotion. — Julia Glass