Wenda Johnson Quotes & Sayings

I admire this town a lot. They take care of their own. There's not a lot of places in the world, much less America, that do that. It's just a great place. — Justin Timberlake

Raiden deciding to serve our country and doing it by joining the baddest of the badasses, as everyone knew the Marines were. — Kristen Ashley

I have to tell you I never in my life anticipated getting this old, this fast. It seems as if I were 25 just a few days ago. — Ben Stein

I concentrate on the simple act of putting one foot in front of the other and continue moving forward even as part of me is left behind, beyond a fence I cannot breach. — Amy Engel

We pay for sins we do not remember, and seek to do a will we can scarce fathom. That is what it is, to be a god's chosen. — Jacqueline Carey

You have to pretend like you want to use a condom. I like to say something fun when I bring it up, but honest. I'll be like, 'You're going to want to wear this. I've had a busy month. — Amy Schumer

Then stop trying to throw logic at nightmares. Sometimes the monsters are real, Anita. Sometimes they're real and the only way to defeat them is to be the bigger monster. ~Bibiana to Anita — Laurell K. Hamilton

Our teachers are everywhere. Our teachers are right in front of us, and take so many forms. All we need to do is to open our eyes, to be open to and aware of the possibilities. Otherwise, we walk sightless among miracles. — Dani Shapiro

I couldn't breathe. I wanted him to keep touching me; I wanted to feel his whole body against mine again. But Rylan was here. Rylan was listening. Rylan, who had cared for me all along.
"Thank you," I said, my voice unsteady, and somehow I made myself move and turn away from his touch to stare at the tent again, my heart hammering. Rylan's back was still turned to me, but I could see how stiff he was, as if every muscle in his body was clenched.
"I hope you are able to rest well Alex," Damien said.
"You too," I said, making myself close my eyes, to pretend I was going to sleep. But inside, I thought, Rest well? Is he serious?
It was going to be a long night. — Sara B. Larson

But then what should I have done with you, Nina, how should I have disposed of the store of sadness that had gradually accumulated as a result of our seemingly carefree, but really hopeless meetings? — Vladimir Nabokov