Tumbly Quotes & Sayings

Today I gave you an hour. A year ago I would have given you an eternity. — Rachel Van Dyken

They may call me a sinner, but I am at peace with myself. — Brigitte Bardot

For in this respect love is not like war; after the battle is ended we renew the fight with keener ardour, which we never cease to intensify the more thoroughly we are defeated, provided always that we are still in a position to give battle. — Marcel Proust

But this guy ... this guy makes me pause. Makes me forget all of that. Dark, tumbly hair, thick brows, dangerously sweet eyes. Sensuous mouth, tiny smirk barely hidden at its corner. He's got a poets mouth. Artistic, expressive. — Amie Kaufman

You know, 600,000 millionaires get a Social Security check every month. I think there's enough waste and inefficiency. — Richard Lamm

Well, I couldn't spell my name until I was eight - my second name. I was so dyslexic. Max I could do. Irons, nope. — Max Irons

She was only fifteen! What is the matter with these kids today? Can't they wait to have sex until they get their driver's license and can go somewhere? — Gregg Olsen

Can we be in touch with our own life unfolding? Can we rise to the occasion of our own humanity? Can we take on the challenges we meet, even seeking them out to test ourselves, to grow, to act in a principled way, to be true to ourselves, to find our own way, and ultimately not only have it but, more importantly, live it? — Jon Kabat-Zinn

A fan would get an autograph and that was that. If we didn't tour again for five years, we wouldn't remember them. — Joe Elliott

Michael scrambled around again and kissed James's lips and cheeks in brief, silly pecks.
"Breakfast?"
"You offering or ordering?" James grumbled.
"I'm offering to cook if you're offering up the groceries. Do you have eggs?"
"No, I have sperm. What the hell do they teach you in school these days?"
Michael giggled. "Chicken eggs, wise ass. In your refrigerator. — Eli Easton

Everything actual must also first have been possible, before having actual existence. — Albert Pike

blood runs wherever his fingertips graze me. - — Amanda Lovelace

Three things know a secret-
First; the lady in a dream,
The dog that barks no warning,
And a maid that does not scream. — Mercedes Lackey

Play a Death March for me — T. Grassan

And while Trish stared - stared, as it now seemed, into her own eyes - Guy held her hand and watched the crowd: how it bled colour from the enormous room and drew all energy towards itself, forming one triumphal being; how it trembled, then burst or came or died, releasing individuality; and how the champion was borne along on its subsidence, his back slapped, his hair tousled, mimed by female hands and laughing, like the god of mobs. — Martin Amis

One of the great privileges of being a part of the Senate, it being the greatest deliberative body in the world, is out of the discussions of ideas, hopefully truth can ultimately be achieved. — Bill Nelson