Wohlfahrt Imslp Quotes & Sayings

In real life, the monsters are the ones abducting and killing children or flying hijacked airplanes into skyscrapers or looting our treasury and sending our kids off to fight a bullshit war just so they can line their own pockets and the pockets of their corporate buddies or eradicating our Bill of Rights in the name of national security. Those are the real monsters. — Brian Keene

But it's new, Millie. The other one is broken," Burt had said brightly. "This is horrible," she repeated, almost in tears now. "You can't just throw old friends away like they don't mean anything and then go and buy a new one..." She paused. "Even if they do look the same." As — Jamie Scallion

Man rarely knows his own power, — Mitch Albom

We have raccoons in New York. They can get in anywhere. They can open doors. I read online that they even know how to use keys.'
'I don't like snakes. Snakes don't need keys — Cassandra Clare

I couldn't tell anyone.
I never, ever wanted Ben to be dead.
But sometimes I wanted him gone.
And then he was. — Ally Condie

Life is like The Muppet Show, but instead of Muppets there's anxiety. — Dana Gould

As it turned out, Welcome was where I lost everything, and gained everything. Welcome was the place where my life was guided from one track to another, ending me to places I'd never thought of going. — Lisa Kleypas

The lesson of the MVP is that any additional work beyond what was required to start learning is waste, no matter how important it might have seemed at the time. — Eric Ries

I really have to feel that I could make a difference in the movie, or I shouldn't be doing it. — Joe Dante

For health-care alternative, GOP looks to Dr. Copy and Dr. Paste — Anonymous

This one," he said, "is for my wife."
With a pointed glance, Gideon signaled the band to start. An instantly recognizable bass beat ratcheted up my pulse.
"Lifehouse!" Shawny crowed, clapping her hands. "I love them!"
"He's calling you his wife already!" Megumi yelled, leaning toward me. "How freaking' lucky are you?"
I didn't glance at her. I couldn't. My attention was riveted on Gideon as he looked directly at me and sang, telling me in a lusciously raspy voice that he was desperate for change and starving for truth.
He was answering my song.
My eyes burned even as my heart began to beat with a different rhythm. Had I thought he'd be unemotional? My Good, he was killing me, baring his soul in the rough timbre of his voice.
"Holy fuck," Cary said, his eyes on the stage. "The man can sing."
I was hanging by a moment, too, hanging on to every word, hearing his message about chasing after me and falling more in love. — Sylvia Day