Walton In Continuation Quotes & Sayings

I'd like my writing to be recognized with a Grammy. — Chely Wright

That God cannot lie, is no advantage to your argument, because it is no proof that priests can not, or that the Bible does not. — Thomas Paine

The mayor has got to work closely with a wide variety of people, his city council, state legislature, governor, business community, labor community, president and the congress in order to be able to do this. — Marc Morial

It is not the dying that matters, it is how the man lived. — Michael Jecks

Do the thing you long to do and become the person you're destined to be. — Karen McQuestion

Mamaw felt disloyalty acutely. She loathed anything that smacked of a lack of complete devotion to family. In her own home, she'd day things like "I'm sorry I'm so damned mean" and "You know I love you, but I'm just a crazy bitch. But if she knew of anyone criticizing so much as her socks to an outsider, she'd fly off the handle. "I don't know those people. You never talk about family to some stranger. Never. — J.D. Vance

Trying to hold onto any relationship as it was, keeps you from the joyous adventure of what it can become. — Esther Hicks

For a few heady weeks of the year the steppe in a binge throws out a wilderness of flowers that tangle your hooves and confuse your horse. — Bryn Hammond

I was told to have an ice bath once, which I did once, and it was the most horrific experience. In my head it sounded like a great idea, so I filled my bath with ice and water, and it was absolutely horrendous. — Antony Starr

Let our opportunities overshadow our grievances. — Booker T. Washington

The men who go out the scientists who go out, they have so much fun on the way that when they get there well it's done. So they're looking for another thing. You see the objective may remain the same - the search - but you must get lost on the way, get stupid to my mind, this is what you do in theatre; a team of people go out to look for something, they find, maybe, something else. — Joan Littlewood

Why, I ... I still like you." Nerves fluttered in her chest, but she kept her tone light. "Do you like me?"
A few moments passed in silence. She would have counted them in heartbeats, but her foolish heart had become a most unreliable timepiece. It gave three pounding beats in a flurry, then none at all.
Just when she'd begun to despair, he turned his head, catching her in a passionate, openmouthed kiss. He put both arms around her, fisting his hands in the fabric of her dress, lifting her up and against his chest. So that her body recalled every inch of his, every second of their blissful lovemaking. The now-familiar ache returned - that sweet, hollow pang of desire that only deepened as his tongue flickered over hers. In a matter of seconds, he had her gasping. Needing. Damp.
Then he set her back on her toes. Pressed his brow to hers and released a deep, resonant sigh. And just before turning to leave, he spoke a single word.
He said, "No. — Tessa Dare

Nature, with her customary beneficence, has ordained that man shall not learn how to live until the reasons for living are stolen from him, that he shall find no enjoyment until he has become incapable of vivid pleasure. — Giacomo Leopardi

Remaining aware of awareness, witnessing it thru every experience within without one, is the way and the goal both ...
Be Happy and keep smiling ... — Satish Kumar

I'm not keen on history being tampered with ... to any extent. — Daniel Day-Lewis