Waarvan Akte Quotes & Sayings

It's not important that we agree with each other, only that we understand each other. — Raquel Cook

I'd love to be in the '70s. I'd love to have a big, long wig parted down the middle with flat-ironed hair and bell-bottoms. They're actually very flattering for my figure. The wider the leg, the better for a person with a booty. — Sarah Paulson

Yesterday, all this was snow. Always winter, and never Christmas. — Neil Gaiman

Product must be intentional — Sunday Adelaja

You don't buy a dog and bark yourself, — Bernard Cornwell

When we are courageous enough to begin exploring the 'Why's" and the 'Who's' of life, the 'How's' and 'What's' of life start to come into focus as well. " — Mac MacKenzie

His finger poked at the top of my sports bra. "Honey tits?" I burst out laughing.
"What did I tell you?"
"Sorry. Is honey melons any better?"
"No." I shook my head.
"Nectar juice boxes."
"Stop."
"Sugar suckies."
"You're feeling better, huh?"
"I will." He stabbed at the hidden packages again, his eyebrow lifting. — Stacey Marie Brown

What, everyone you know has been kidnapped by pirates and forced to chop octopus in a kitchen that smells like a whale's stomach?"

"Quite a lot of them, yes," said Trudi, who appeared to be one of those people who'd heard of sarcasm but thought it was some sort of exotic fruit like a pineapple. — Claire Fayers

I was a piano player before I was a poet. — Gil Scott-Heron

A man's worst difficulties begin when he is able to do as he likes. — Thomas Huxley

I changed my mindset and figured, Why not try to be really entertaining instrumentally? — Brad Paisley

Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars. — J.R.R. Tolkien

When you know the builder, you can have complete confidence in the quality of his work. — Steven Furtick

I doubt you've ever been forced to nonstop bang a woman hyped up on the undead voodoo version of Spanish fly, have you?"
His chuckle was soft. "Can't say that I have, Kitten."
"Yeah, well, consider me an original."
This time, when his lips brushed across my skin, it lasted more than a moment.
"I always have. — Jeaniene Frost

The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise. — Gay Talese