Vonat Jegy Quotes & Sayings

They say I'm a natural, I have natural charisma. People say that. I don't know. — Dwight Henry

They say love thy neighbor as thy self , what am I supposed to do jerk him off too? — Rodney Dangerfield

I'd happily take all those bullets inside you and put them inside of myself — Peter Silberman

You do resemble me," the duke said. "The question is, does your blood run hot or cold? — Nicole Luiken

The Founding Fathers would be sorry to see that America had become so divided and factionalized. — Michael Beschloss

And a new philosophy emerged called quantum physics, which suggest that the individual's function is to inform and be informed. You really exist only when you're in a field sharing and exchanging information. You create the realities you inhabit. — Timothy Leary

Intimacy between humans need not be relegated to independent film. Real characters can exist no matter what the scale of a movie is. — Colin Trevorrow

Somewhere between a friend and acquaintance - a frequaintance, as it were. — Rachel Cohn

Most people made comments on how I was the strongest woman they knew.
That was before the title wave of disaster hit my charmed life. — K.D. Emerson

Is monstrous fuckpuddle,' Perun asserted, and everyone turned to stare at him with equal parts amusement and bemusement. 'What? Is this not English word?' I suggested that if it wasn't a word, it should be, and the others agreed. — Kevin Hearne

And because he loved her, it wouldn't matter that she wasn't twenty-two or thirty or forty anymore. In his eyes she was truly the most beautiful woman in the world. The thought brought tears to Parker's eyes. A sucker for love indeed. — Kristan Higgins

sometimes I just want to sit in the same place forever because I don't have the energy for another day without Cal in it. — Cath Crowley

She felt him tremble with the force of his need. He spoke just beneath her ear, his voice thick with tormented pleasure. You have to leave, Sara ... because I want to hold you like this until your skin melts into mine. I want you in my bed, the smell of you on my sheets, your hair spread across my pillow. I want to take your innocence. God! I want to ruin you for anyone else. — Lisa Kleypas

I don't know about you, but I'm kind of fed up with realism. After all, there's enough reality already; why make more of it? Why not leave realism for the memoirs of drug addicts, the histories of salt, the biographies of porn stars? Why must we continue to read about the travails of divorced people or mildly depressed Canadians when we could be contemplating the shopping habits of zombies, or the difficulties that ensue when living and dead people marry each other? We should be demanding more stories about faery handbags and pyjamas inscribed with the diaries of strange women. We should not rest until someone writes about a television show that features the Free People's World-Tree Library, with its elaborate waterfalls and Forbidden Books and Pirate-Magicians. We should be pining for a house haunted by rabbits.
(from the review of Kelly Link's Magic for Beginners in The Guardian) — Audrey Niffenegger

She shook her head, and he just-stared at her. She could feel his gaze, although she looked straight ahead and pretended that she didn't notice he was watching her. — Judith O'Brien