Watros Cynthia Quotes & Sayings

He Waits By Luke Smitherd — Luke Smitherd

Duncan's temper kindled, but it didn't dampen the lust seeping along his nerve endings. He could flatten this persnickety witch, or better yet, weave a love spell and bind her to him. Maybe he'd do just that and have done with things. He clasped his hands behind his back to quash the temptation to summon magic. — Ann Gimpel

A full-out rebellion would take a major amount of luck and coordination. The Tech Nos and Domotor looked at me, waiting. No one else would be able to organize both sides. I drew in a deep breath. We had the technology, the intelligence and the people - put enough sheep together and you have a herd, a force to be reckoned with. We needed a leader. — Maria V. Snyder

The first thing I say when someone says they want to be an actor is, 'Go get 'Backstage.' You know what's going on, you know who's doing what, and there's work that you can find in there. It's an incredible resource, and there's nothing else like it. — Geneva Carr

The glowworm shows the matin to be near And gins to pale his uneffectual fire. — William Shakespeare

It was the dreamscape of the suburbs that interested me. — Bill Henson

The theme to this year's MSLS is "Embracing the Future, Preserving the Past: The Role of Youth in Nation Building". Now, having organised events like this before, I understand the need for a tagline that is sufficiently grand, sufficiently optimistic and sufficiently vague that all the speakers would be able to relate to and support. Everyone wants to "embrace the future" and no one would deny that the youth have a role in nation building.

But the middle part -- "preserving the past" -- needs some attention. It's necessary, surely, to determine which aspects of the past are worth preserving. And this is a very difficult exercise, because one fundamental problem in our country is that the past is so poorly understood -- and not just by much of the youth but by the establishment as well. — Tunku Zain Al-'Abidin Muhriz

Before college, I was Cyndi, and then I think I went to college and I was like, 'You know what? Now I'm Cynthia.' — Cynthia Watros

I love playing characters that have secrets. — Cynthia Watros

If knowledge is a glass of water, then wisdom is the unlimited, infinite and not yet invented ocean. — Debasish Mridha

If no mistake have you made, yet losing you are . . . a different game you should play. - YODA — Anthony Robbins

Desert Pools
I love too much; I am a river
Surging with spring that seeks the sea,
I am too generous a giver,
Love will not stoop to drink of me.
His feet will turn to desert places
Shadowless, reft of rain and dew,
Where stars stare down with sharpened faces
From heavens pitilessly blue.
And there at midnight sick with faring,
He will stoop down in his desire
To slake the thirst grown past all bearing
In stagnant water keen as fire. — Sara Teasdale

It's always fun to make people laugh, and then make them afraid or cry at the same time. — Cynthia Watros

Besides, if I'd decided to pull Carver's spine out of his body, I would've done it already."
"Can you actually do that?"
Curran frowned. "I don't know. I mean theoretically if you broke the spine above the pelvis, you could, but then there are ribs ... I'll have to try it sometime. — Ilona Andrews

Modesty and conscientiousness receive their reward only in novels. In life they are exploited and then shoved aside. — Erich Maria Remarque

You picked the color?" She asked.
"I did, yeah."
"I love it. I wouldn't have thought a color so dark would look good in here but it does."
"Dark, warm colors work best in low-light rooms."
"Did you learn that in trade school?"
"Pinterest. — Tiffany Reisz

We're all the sons of God, or children of the Is, or ideas of the Mind, or however else you want to say it. — Richard Bach

Well, she thought. Well, well. Here we are, probably for the first time, just talking to each other. Not arguing, not being sarcastic, just talking. It's nice.
It was surprisingly nice. And the strange thing was, she knew Ash thought so, too. They understood each other. Over the table, Ash gave her a barely perceptible nod. — L.J.Smith