Weinstock Manion Quotes & Sayings

Love catches fire, it trespasses, it breaks, we break, it comes back to life ... we come back to life. Love may not be eternal but, it can make us eternal. — Julie Maroh

Where do whores go? — George R R Martin

Television should be our Lyceum, our Chautauqua, our Minsky's and our Camelot. — E.B. White

Lady Dance's music wasn't a magic charm. I'd misunderstood. We had all failed to understand. The song and dance didn't stop us dying. It just stopped the fear of death swallowing us up while we were still alive. 'Rejoice,' came the soft voice of Lady Dance in my mind. 'Watch the moon and stars ... ' Death had ruled my life till I met Lady Dance. Her dance had set me free. — Jackie French

True success is obeying God. — John C. Maxwell

All the air left my lungs. I couldn't breathe. "Maya, I swear to God, if he fucking touches you, I'm going to cut his balls off and then snap his fucking neck. — Harlow Grace

He's planted dirty bombs all over the place, but he won't tell anyone where they are. He has all of us held hostage by fear. If he dies and can't reset the timers every few hours at random intervals that he alone knows the schedule to, they'll go off, and we all go bye-bye in a nasty way. No one knows how he has them wired or timed or anything. He has lost his mind. Completely. Totally. Fully. I can't even talk to him anymore. He just stares at me with these beady, creepy eyes through that garish mask that gives me the jumping heebies." Caillen — Sherrilyn Kenyon

I'm not sure I want to go to prom. I'm not sure I want to share you with anyone. — Jennifer L. Armentrout

How much is your sincerity, that much will be 'Our' divine grace (krupa). This is the measure of grace. — Dada Bhagwan

To be human is to be on the defensive, somewhere, somehow. — Corra May Harris

Is the most pitiful word in history, and it's a lame excuse, — Cameron Jace

It was not mine to tell. He asked for my word I would keep silent."

"I think you might have broken it upon this occasion," Plum returned hotly.

"Then I think you know me not at all," Brisbane countered, his tone deceptively bland. He would put up with Plum's barbs only so long before he took the quarrel further, and that was not an eventuality I cared to see. "Calm yourself, Plum. If I am not upset, you have no call to be." I turned to Brisbane. "I understand why you did not tell me. You are a man of your word. And you know precisely when it is necessary to break it. This was not that time." The look he gave me was mingled gratitude and promise of a significant dose of his attentions later. I shivered a little as Portia entered. — Deanna Raybourn