Wild Irish Girl Quotes & Sayings

I fucked up. More than I have ever fucked up before. I had the love of my life in my hands for one beautiful, exquisite moment before I ripped her apart and my heart bore the paper cuts. — Karina Halle

The barriers are not erected which can say to aspiring talents and industry, 'Thus far and no farther.' — Ludwig Van Beethoven

But I think that what you'll discover more and more as you get older is that most people aren't thinking about you at all. — Haven Kimmel

Epidemics follow patterns because diseases follow patterns. Viruses spread; they reproduce; they die. — Jill Lepore

I don't think you should have sex with anyone unless you love them.I think you should just wait for the person you'rein love with. — Justin Bieber

Ronan was a national bad boy now, the wild boy who should not be left alone with virgin debutantes. Only, the world did not know it was Ronan who was the frightened virgin and Emily the drunken temptress on the night in question. He was beyond despair and had lost the will to live. He was a dead man walking, His heart and soul was ripped out of his chest. He would never get his decent girl now, his life was over. — Annette J. Dunlea

The Beatles, they had it all figured out, okay? 'I Want to Hold Your Hand.' The first single. It's effing brilliant, right? ... That's what everybody wants ... They don't want a twenty-four-hour hump sesh, they don't want to be married to you for a hundred years.
They just want to hold your hand. — Rachel Cohn

That heaven might be no further afield than the hearts of those people who remember us with love. — Ari Berk

The 'creator' and the 'editor' - two halves of the writer whole - should sleep in separate rooms. — Judith Guest

I certainly have gotten caught up in the music business at various times in my life, mostly because you want to get along with whatever record company you're dealing with. I don't want to be flaky. I don't want to be some temperamental, hard-to-work-with musician. — Frank Black

The color of his pallor, however, was a curiously basic white - unmixed, that is, with the greens and yellows of guilt or abject contrition. It was very like the standard bloodlessness in the face of a small boy who loves animals to distraction, all animals, and who has just seen his favourite, bunny-loving sister's expression as she opened the box containing his birthday present to her - a freshly caught young cobra, with a red ribbon tied in an awkward bow around its neck. — J.D. Salinger

There is a fine old saying, which everybody here is of course familiar with: 'Keep your breath to cool your porridge'; and I shall keep mine to swell my song. — Jane Austen