Trowel Patch Quotes & Sayings

The fast pace of our lives makes it difficult for us to find grace in the present moment, and when the simple gifts at our fingertips cease to nourish us, we have a tendency to crave the sensational. — Macrina Wiederkehr

Growing up, you tended to just go through school to get out, then figure out what you want to do in this big ball of mud. — Sam Worthington

I believe in Mexico there's a big culture of moviegoing, both studio and indie. I think here in the US that's not the case because Latino communities don't have access to indie films. If you go into communities of color you will only find the big theater chains which only play the blockbuster genre films. — Aurora Guerrero

The average page of a book weighs about 0.035 of an ounce, but getting people to keep turning them takes enormous effort. — Dave Preston

We just can't change the rules if we don't like the results. — Candice S. Miller

For any character, male or female, I think it's important to have ... it's cliche to say a flawed character, but to really think about the good and the bad and make sure that both are present, and it doesn't just become a glossed over icon of perfection. — Jane Jensen

Being with you makes people desire what you represent — Sunday Adelaja

Don't be afraid of your worst times. If you learn from them, you'll look back on them as the best times. — Robert Kiyosaki

Fiction just makes it all more interesting. Truth is so boring. — Charlaine Harris

Fuck, man," Nate breathed, his attention suddenly on the shoes and my legs. "Don't let her sell those." His heated eyes devoured me. "Those are shit hot."
"I will seriously hit you," Cam warned him darkly.
Nate shrugged, threw me a cheeky grin, and turned back to the television screen.
"Not my fault your girlfriend is so bloody fuckable."
Cole slammed his shoulder into Nate before Cam could retaliate. "Dude, that's my sister. — Samantha Young

Colleen appeared on the loveseat. "Stay." "I'm staying, all right?" I leaned forward. "Would you please find Gram? Find out what happened." Colleen turned transparent. "Can't." Her voice echoed. "Why are you here if you can't help?" I shouted. "Merry." The whisper was so loud it filled the room. "What — Susan M. Boyer