Wilbourne Farms Quotes & Sayings

There are only two reasons why you leave someone you're still in love with - either it's the right thing to do, or it's the only thing to do. — Tiffany Reisz

There is always the personal, simple happiness that doesn't happen. — Mary Lynn Rajskub

Well, who wants to die in bed?" "You did, you always said. Of extreme old age, in bed, with somebody's wife." "Mine, by preference," Cazaril — Lois McMaster Bujold

are the last woman I will ever love. — Jamie McGuire

Blood spurted from his nose. Okay, I couldn't help myself. I burst out laughing. — Gena Showalter

Robert's going had some way taken the brightness, the color, the meaning out of everything. The conditions of her life were in no way changed, but her whole existence was dulled, like a faded garment which seems to be no longer worth wearing. — Kate Chopin

if everything finally comes down to inward-looking self-interest, to getting more for oneself, to accumulating wealth or power, very little is left for other motivations that can be described as true, noble, good, and lovely. — John Bolt

A coerced choice does not reflect virtue, only compliance. — Wendy McElroy

They opposed brute force to reason and philosophy, and battalions of foreign mercenaries to ideas. As if ideas were to be impaled on bayonets! — Rafael Sabatini

It's probably not an accident that the films that I care about happen to be about issues that matter to me, stories that I want to tell. If you're going to spend two years of your life on something it has to matter to you, you have to be passionate about it. — Angelina Jolie

I've given up men. It's true. At first, I was just going to give up attorneys, but that seemed immature - and far too exclusive, so I'm playing it safe and giving up all the penis-carrying humans. — Jill Shalvis

Enlightened people and serene landscapes can help to elevate our inner bliss but the awareness must first be realized from within. — Christopher Dines

In a daze, Remi stepped up to the battered old bar, next to Rhys. "What will it be?" the bartender asked Remi. "I'll have a Jake and Coke-uh, Jack and Cock, uh-" Oh fuck. Remi stopped talking. He could actually feel his face heat with a blush. Someone shoot me. — J.L. Langley

How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower? - Sonnet LXV — William Shakespeare