Ultimei Time Quotes & Sayings

I didn't anticipate the primal quality of my pleasure, the raw physicality of it, the way my whole body leaps forward when I see my grandsons after a few days' absence. — Letty Cottin Pogrebin

I was so small, I wasn't even going to go back out for my junior year. But my mom and dad sat me down and said, 'we didn't raise a quitter - you're going back out.' I made the team and everything happened from there. — Mark Buehrle

The only way to keep your people loyal is to make certain they fear you more than they do the enemy. — George R R Martin

Music fathoms the sky. — Charles Baudelaire

I guess just because you're family doesn't mean you have to be friends. — AnnaLisa Grant

My husband is American but Italian. Then I have the Mexicano side. I see both in my kids. My daughter is more Italian - she leans towards pizza - and my son leans more towards guacamole and puts lime in everything. — Thalia

I just know I'm going to be an actress. I want it so bad. — Anna Nicole Smith

Zeus needed someone to blame, so of course he'd picked the handsomest, most talented, most popular god in the pantheon: me. — Rick Riordan

I lay my fantasy in the backseat of Isa's car and slide in next to her. She snuggles up, using me as her personal pillow, her blond curls sprawled over my crotch. I close my eyes for a second, trying to get the image out of my head. And I don't know what to do with my hands. My right one is on the door armrest. My left one hovers over Brittany.
I hesitate. Who am I kidding? I'm not a virgin. I'm an eighteen-year-old guy who can deal with having a hot, passed-out girl next to me. Why am I afraid of putting my arm where it's comfortable, right over her midsection?
I hold my breath as I settle my arm on her. She cuddles closer and I'm feeling weird and light-headed. Either it's the aftereffects from the joint or . . . I don't want to think about the "or." Her long hair is wrapped around my thigh. Without thinking, I weave my hands in her hair and watch as the silky strands slowly fall through the V's between my fingers. — Simone Elkeles