Usagsa Quotes & Sayings

His next words - though there was no way for her to know it - sealed her fate, her eternity, with that man. "I release you." Stunned, she closed her eyes to gather herself. "Pardon? Am I some sort of wild creature that begs to be released? — Rachel Van Dyken

All human activity takes place within a culture and interacts with culture. — Pope John Paul II

I think a certain amount of stress in life is good. The stress of just working, which takes effort - I think it keeps you going. — Anthony Hopkins

I have long held firm to my suspicion that some people are just evil. In some cases I'll concede it seems as though it is thrust upon someone who had little real hope of avoiding it. However tragic that reality, the simple fact remains that it is more important to protect the rest of society for as long as it remains a danger to them. — Jeremy Kyle

Well, what I'm doing is really clothing. I'm not doing sculpture. — Issey Miyake

Hard times arouse an instinctive desire for authenticity. — Coco Chanel

A woman's head is always influenced by her heart, but a man's heart is always influenced by his head. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

I can't see what's wrong about assuming intelligence in your audience and what's bad news about being rewarded for assuming that. — Steven Moffat

I was raised vegan. My mom would always make quinoa with squash and kale, hippie stuff like that. Now I eat meat, but I try to be conscious about where it's coming from. — Zoe Kravitz

Sebastian opened his mouth to argue, but as he saw Evie drawing closer something changed in his face. It was a response to the anxiety that she couldn't manage to hide. For some reason her concern gently undermined his hostility, and softened him. Looking from one to the other, Cam observed the subtle interplay with astute interest.
"Have you been hurt?" Evie asked, looking over him closely. To her relief, Sebastian appeared disheveled and riled, but free of significant damage.
He shook his head, holding still as she reached up to push back a few damp amber locks that were nearly hanging in his eyes. "I'm fine," he muttered. "Compared to the drubbing I received from Westcliff, this was nothing. — Lisa Kleypas