Wakefield Quotes & Sayings

Who, being love, is poor? Oscar Wilde — Vikki Wakefield

His eyes were dark, dangerous, and not at all cold. He burned with an internal inferno she wanted to touch. She stared into the gaze of a tiger and knew, even as she watched the cat retreat into the camouflage of a gentleman: The Duke of Wakefield was the Ghost of St. Giles. — Elizabeth Hoyt

I'm gonna roll outta here one day, I just might not get to drive — Buddy Wakefield

Joe might have called that place godforsaken but I could see a whole lot of proof that if there was a God, He'd been there. — Vikki Wakefield

Make love to me
like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did.
Go slow.
I'm new to this. — Buddy Wakefield

Well this is me without my prozac, and this is me just shy of nicotine, and mother fuckers, it's my second time to fail anger management class. — Buddy Wakefield

Growing up is made up of a million small moments in time, and one of the most painful is the moment you're severed from the whole, when you realize that your parent is complicated and fallible and human. — Vikki Wakefield

What children
and the landing of a plane
most have in common
is that they are best made
by a line drive of pilot lights guided
through a single tambourine
across the day we met
in a field of wet metal hands on The Gospel of Lightning. — Buddy Wakefield

We can stick anything into the fog and make it look like a ghost. — Buddy Wakefield

Amid the seeming confusion of our mysterious world , individuals are so nicely adjusted to a system, and systems to one another and to a whole, that, by stepping aside for a moment, a man exposes himself to a fearful risk of losing his place forever. (Wakefield) — Nathaniel Hawthorne

The way I see it, you have two options. Run, run like hell, or dive in — Vikki Wakefield

And if we really do get what we give,
then I give up,
so I can get up — Buddy Wakefield

Every moment is a brand new baby, Baby.
Every vow is a brave new voice. — Buddy Wakefield

If I didn't have so much of this life all wrong I would have gotten it right by now. — Buddy Wakefield

It's hard to get guys out when you have nothing to get them out with. — Tim Wakefield

You're not the only piece of patchwork birds can pull worms from. — Buddy Wakefield

Hearts don't break, y'all. They bruise and get better. — Buddy Wakefield

There's been times where I've come out of the bullpen thinking I was going to throw a no hitter, and I've lasted two or three innings. So I try not to use my pre-game warm ups as a barometer of how I'm going to pitch. — Tim Wakefield

Whatever we'd had together, however brief and wrong, it had made me believe that it was possible to connect with another human being. — Vikki Wakefield

Dear Angry Older People, over 21-ish, anyone who considers themselves an adult, still bitter: Next time you're wondering what wrong with kids today, you might wanna check the examples you've been giving us to work with. Because if you ever want to make sense of us, you've got to make sense to us, without telling us you're too old to walk that far. You've got to try to understand why we like looking like rag dolls, why we like looking like the way we feel, and why we keep our senses floored when it's you behind the wheel. And if you ever really do want to understand why we seem so angry, well for one, you told us we could be anything we wanted to be, but right now, we're a little busy dodging bombs. — Buddy Wakefield

No, the Duke of Wakefield would never be a darling of the feminine members of society. Something about him was so opposite to female that he almost repelled the softer sex. — Elizabeth Hoyt

If you've never been rocked back by the presence of purpose this poem is too soon for you. Return to your mediocrity, plug it into an amplifier and rethink yourself. — Buddy Wakefield

Everything is out there. That's why they call it everything. — Buddy Wakefield

What paper planes and empty seats most have in common
is that they are best made by children still learning how to ride things out. — Buddy Wakefield

Griffin took one step toward the big desk and swiped his arms across the entire top. Pens, papers, books, a small marbel bust, and an ink well all crashed to the floor.
Griffin leaned across the desk, his arms braced on the now-clear top, and stared into Wakefield's outraged eyes. "We seem to be under a confusion of communication. I did not come here to ask for your sisters hand. I came to tell you I will marry Hero, with or without your permission Your Grace. She has lain with me more than once. She may very well be carrying my child. And if you think I'll give up her or our babe, you have not done nearly enough research into my character or history."
Griffin pushed himself off the desk before the other man could utter a word and storde out the door. — Elizabeth Hoyt

Then might I exemplify how an influence beyond our control lays its strong hand on every deed which we do, and weaves its consequences into an iron tissue of necessity. (Wakefield) — Nathaniel Hawthorne

The truth is that this universe is gassy and unpredictable.
It still has not said excuse me for The Big Bang.
Sometimes we expect too much instead of practicing enough
or receiving in us just the right answer.
You, the Staggering Answer — Buddy Wakefield

Maybe family were the people who came looking for you when you were lost. — Vikki Wakefield

Saul is as different from Simon Wakefield as it's possible to get, I find myself thinking. And Edward Monkford is utterly different from both of them. It seems incredible that Emma could have had relationships with all three men. Where Simon's eager to please, but also touchy and insecure, and Edward's calm and super-confident, Saul is pushy and brash and loud. He also has a habit of saying 'Yeah?' aggressively at the end of his sentences, as if trying to force me to agree with him. — J.P. Delaney

A water birth was all she could think about apart from getting away from her husband, Mackay, the knight in shining armour who had proved to be a metal-plated misogynist. — Stuart Wakefield

Would you regret not doing it if you died tomorrow? Then do it today. — Alexi Wakefield

Holding her gaze, he sheathed his short sword and pulled the gauntlet off his left hand with his teeth. He held out his bare hand to her.
She glanced at the proffered hand before laying her palm in his. Hot strength gripped her tightly as he pulled her upright before him, so close she would've had to move only inches to brush her lips across his throat. She watched the pulse of his blood beat there, strong and sure, before she lifted her gaze. His head was cocked almost as if he were examining her - searching for something in her face.
She drew in a breath, parting her lips to ask a question. — Elizabeth Hoyt

I'm ready to kill something. I'll probably only get as far as my brain cells, but I am going to kill them. — Buddy Wakefield

I know that this is as close as I'll ever get. He's broken in ways I'm not. — Vikki Wakefield

I don't care to be good, Sheriff. I care to be whole. — Buddy Wakefield

There's no need for fiction when we have everyday life. — Latasha Wakefield

The best songs are the ones about Georgia, even though I've never been there. It's the only place I still believe in Jesus. — Buddy Wakefield

I am nothing. I feel like nothing. I want my life to matter. What if one day I'm gone and nobody ever knew I existed? — Vikki Wakefield

I wanted to live, to take the open road before me. — Vikki Wakefield

Of all the conditions to which the heart is subject suspense is one that most gnaws and cankers into the frame. One little month of that suspense, when it involves death, we are told by an eye witness in "Wakefield on the Punishment of Death," is sufficient to plough fixed lines and furrows in a convict of five and twenty,
sufficient, to dash the brown hair with grey, and to bleach the grey to white. — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton

They will never stop talking about you! No one can tell your story like you can! — Latasha Wakefield

I keep forgetting to put focus on my to-do list. — Buddy Wakefield

Being a soldier [in the wars of modern power politics] was like being on a team in a sport that drew no crowds, except for the players' own parents and friends. — Dan Wakefield

I never would have believed I could kiss a boy that way. I thought there were only two types of kissing: the passionate, rip your clothes off kind, and the dry, chaste peck you gave an elderly person because it was expected. But there was another kind of kiss. The kind that sealed a moment in a time capsule, forever: a small moment that branded my soul. — Vikki Wakefield

Love can only take place where a relationship is free from idolatry and a person recognizes God as the source of everything. The moment we look to someone to be the source of supplying our happiness or comfort, we put them in the place of God. At that point, loving that person with the love of God becomes an impossibility. Your theological foundation is crucial to your growth in love. What you believe about God dictates your perspective and attitudes toward people and circumstances in life. — Norm Wakefield

I feel as much of a stud as ... I can't come up with a metaphor. That's how lacking in studliness I am. — Dan Wakefield

I'm honored. Really honored that the Red Sox have asked me to possible be on the board of the Red Sox Foundation and do some stuff on their charitable works that they are so passionate about. — Tim Wakefield

I wrote a great deal about the Civil Rights Movement when I was writing for 'The Nation' in the '60s, and also for Esquire magazine. Reading the biography of Coffin, it just reminded me that in those days, when you saw the term 'Christian,' it usually meant people for civil rights and for justice. — Dan Wakefield

What really got me thinking about illustrating children's books was I discovered Hugh Thompson's illustrations for The Vicar of Wakefield in my mother's library and I looked at it and said, 'That's what I'm going to do. — Tasha Tudor

He was looking up at the stars, but not, I think, because they were so close they seemed suspended between earth and space. He was still, not blinking, because his eyes were filling up like that dammed pool and he was trying to hold back his tears. But the water always finds a way through, even when you pile those stones high and deep - eventually it finds a way. — Vikki Wakefield

When you're a child, what you see and hear and comprehend can be sorted into little boxes. Then, as you live and learn, all those boxes open up and become rooms. The more you experience, the bigger those rooms get. If you're lucky enough, there are some people you will love, and who will love you, long enough to see their boxes grow into vast spaces. You'll understand things that had no meaning. You'll find dark corners that only light up for the briefest moments. But when you keep getting lost, you just end up with a pile of boxes. — Vikki Wakefield

Knuckleball pitching is a very small fraternity. — Tim Wakefield

If she'd been quizzed as to His Grace's eye color, she would've had to reply simply that they were dark. Which they were. Very dark, nearly black, but not quite. The Duke of Wakefield's eyes were a deep, rich brown, like coffee newly brewed, like walnut wood oiled and polished, like seal fur shining in the light, and even though they were rather lovely to look at, they were as cold as iron in winter. One touch and her very soul might freeze. — Elizabeth Hoyt

Sometimes we keep the physical objects until memory is enough — Vikki Wakefield

I would fall in love with you if you would beat these people out of me. — Buddy Wakefield

I'd heard or read somewhere that the ability to feel pain is the first thing to go. That's not true. The ability to care goes first. — Vikki Wakefield

At dusk, Wakefield "had my most important thought that day." Wading into chest-deep water at first light that morning, "I found that my legs would hardly hold me up. I thought I was a coward." Then he had discovered that his sea bags with their explosives had filled with water and he was carrying well over 100 pounds. He had used his knife to cut the bags and dump the water, then moved on to do his job. "When I had thought for a moment that I wasn't going to be able to do it, that I was a coward, and then found out that I could do it, you can't imagine how great a feeling that was. Just finding out, yes, I could do what I had volunteered to do. — Stephen E. Ambrose

It would be the height of idiocy for the Duke of Wakefield to pursue the cousin of the woman he wanted as wife. And yet, for the first time in his life, Maximus wanted to let the man rule him instead of the title. — Elizabeth Hoyt

-the men were found to have left behind their guns but to have lugged such essentials as monogrammed silver cutlery, a backgammon board, a cigar case, a clothes brush, a tin of buttons polish, and a copy of 'The Vicar of Wakefield.' These men may have been incompetent bunglers, but, by God, they were gentlemen. — Anne Fadiman

When I was growing up in Wakefield in the 90s I would get in fights for carrying a guitar around. — Gary Jarman

We both spend our money on things that break too easily like ... people. — Buddy Wakefield

I should have told You
before talking in terms of Forever
that any given day wears me out and works me sour,
that there are nights when the sky is so clear
I stand obnoxious underneath it
begging for the stars to shoot at me
just so I can feel at Home. — Buddy Wakefield

Religion is rarely mentioned in current prime-time dramas or sitcoms that supposedly reflect the way we live now. — Dan Wakefield

Recollection hurt so much; I could barely remember my unbroken self — Vikki Wakefield

The message of Jesus is summed up partly in the Sermon on the Mount, and partly when he begins his ministry and quotes the passage from Isaiah: 'I have come to set free the prisoners and restore sight to the blind.' And certainly, his mission is also to bring hope. It was to heal people, to befriend the outcast. — Dan Wakefield

Love makes no mistakes. — Buddy Wakefield

In that case, maybe we shouldn't be disturbing you," said a soft American voice. "Oh, I forgot," said Claire, half-turning to the girl who had stood out of sight in the corner of the porch. "Roger Wakefield - my daughter, Brianna. — Diana Gabaldon

Appreciation of life itself, becoming suddenly aware of the miracle of being alive, on this planet, can turn what we call ordinary life into a miracle. We come awake to such a realization when we recognize our connection to a spiritual dimension. — Dan Wakefield

Lord, let me write,
leave me autistic and typing
until my windows bust into a thousand silver doves
and I know the poem is done. — Buddy Wakefield

I've seen fish hooked who keep more patience in their worst gill than some of you have in your best moods. If you were a sandwich at McDonalds, they'd call you the McGrump. — Buddy Wakefield

You are the home I point to that lives in my chest. — Buddy Wakefield

You can't always make good choices. Sometimes you have to settle for making a choice you can live with. — Vikki Wakefield

In the back of my mind I know that this is wrong and I have somewhere I need to be. Like laughing at a joke, then remembering that somebody died. Guilty pleasure. — Vikki Wakefield

The street looks like the set of a ghost town in an old western movie, but there are eyes everywhere. — Vikki Wakefield

Step into this experience
with the goose bumps
in your heartbeat — Buddy Wakefield

That was the funny thing. What happened to John would pass for his classmates, but for John it was a long challenging road ahead of him. Who knew where he would be sent, maybe a juvenile detention center? He might keep in touch with a few friends if his parents let him, but he would never return to Wakefield High. His peers had no clue the journey ahead of him, that his life was changed forever.
And they had no idea what lay ahead for Lilly. No one knew she had been given a task by the Archangels to fight a war against pure evil. They had no idea that Lilly would spend most of her free time not training for a marathon, but training to kill demons. John and Lilly were not all too different. — Ellie Elisabeth

Going through college a Red Sox fan and knowing the history behind everything that was going on back in the '80s and finally getting a chance to win a World Series for this great city and bringing it back after 86 years, it was truly special, and it's one of the highlights that I'll remember for a long time. — Tim Wakefield

I'd missed it - the way the outback lit up in dying light. The stillness, the color. Out there, a quiet moment to yourself could feel like forever, but at the same time you were reminded that your entire life so far was barely a blink. — Vikki Wakefield

Wrong turns just added more to who you are. I didn't know that they also add to the toll you must pay to go back. — Vikki Wakefield

What is with those Wakefield women that makes them think they're better than everybody?' Ken asked. — Francine Pascal

It's just that I coulda swore you had sung me a love song back there
and that you meant it
but I guess sometimes people just chew with their mouth open — Buddy Wakefield

I have realized that the moon
did not have to be full for us to love it.
That we are not tragedies
stranded here beneath it. — Buddy Wakefield

Everyone has some they can't contain. — Buddy Wakefield

Forever chasing stars — Vikki Wakefield

In our street everybody knows everybody's business. Someone will notice I rode up and walked down. Over fences and through keyholes, your business can pass like a Chinese whisper and beat you home, even if you're running. — Vikki Wakefield

It takes time to believe again — Vikki Wakefield

I thought about loneliness. How its not something you catch and mostly we choose it. How a trouble shared is a trouble halved but things like love and joy are multiplied when you have someone to share them with. — Vikki Wakefield

She's pretty in a familiar kind of way that I forget to notice, until someone else notices and I'm reminded. — Vikki Wakefield

Where does a young lady in Wakefield, Connecticut, purchase combat boots?" "Goodwill," she said. "You're wearing Goodwill combat boots?" "Yes." "Congratulations, Eleanor. Your footwear has achieved irony." Before — Tiffany Reisz

Recall the cold
Of Towton on Palm Sunday before dawn,
Wakefield, Tewkesbury : fastidious trumpets
Shrilling into the ruck ; some trampled
Acres, parched, sodden or blanched by sleet,
Stuck with strange-postured dead. Recall the wind's
Flurrying, darkness over the human mire. — Geoffrey Hill

Some things aren't meant for this world. They're too fragile, and life breaks them. — Vikki Wakefield

A text message has no soul, no matter how many commas you shift. — Vikki Wakefield

In the dream I was onstage and there were thousands of you goin' bananas for me, all laughing and clapping, celebrating your brains out, not because I was somethin' else up there, but because you were just so happy I was finally starting to get it. — Buddy Wakefield

But if I put the logistics aside and focused on what I knew - how I felt - it was hopeless. There was only resignation, and fear. Put the two together and you had a recipe for self-destruction. — Vikki Wakefield

I've always written about social concerns. My first book was about Spanish Harlem. — Dan Wakefield

The trees were tinted exquisitely to an uncertain glory as the great red sinking sun flashed its rays on their crystal mantle. The vale of Aylesbury was drowsing beneath a slowly deepening shroud of mist. Above it the hills, their crests rounded and shaded by silver and rose coppices, seemed to have set in them great smoky eyes of flame where the last rays burned in them.
'It is like some dream world,' thought Mr. Cort. 'It is curious how, wherever the sun strikes, it seems to make an eye, and each one fixed on me; those hills, even those windows. But, judging from that mist, I shall have a slow journey home ...
("Blind Man's Bluff") — H.R. Wakefield

You can call me an angry ghost when I'm gone, or laugh into my disposition. But my mom will still see me as her wide-eyed wanderer out behind the garage inventing ways to fend off dog attacks that will probably never happen. — Buddy Wakefield

I think Tim Wakefield would even say tonight that Tim Wakefield got to Tim Wakefield tonight, — Tim McCarver

The masculine voice was low but clear, capturing the senses, running along the back of her neck like a caress, making her shiver in delight. Artemis very much feared she was gaping. The Duke of Wakefield had a voice to make angels - or devils - weep. It wasn't the type of male voice currently admired - for the high, unnatural voice of the musico was the rage of London at the moment - but his was the sort of voice that would always seduce the ear. Sure and strong, with a vibrating masculinity on the low notes. She could sit and listen to a voice like this for hours. — Elizabeth Hoyt

And I wanted Jordan, because if he wanted me back it would mean I wasn't ordinary. A guy like him wouldn't settle for that. — Vikki Wakefield