Wollerton Stead Quotes & Sayings

I don't like girls who are shy, and I get a lot of random girls, like when I go to the mall, none of them want to come up to me, like are they scared of me! They're all bug eyed. — Mitchel Musso

I promised myself that I would maintain momentum.
"Maintain momentum" was the imperative that echoed all the way downtown.
In fact I had no idea what would happen if I lost it.
In fact I had no idea what it was. — Joan Didion

Oh, you hate your job? Why didn't you say so?
There's a support group for that. It's called EVERYBODY, and they meet at the bar. — Drew Carey

The Christian will desire to see the beauty of God in his house, that his soul might be ravished in the excellency of the object, and that the highest powers of his soul, his understanding, will, and affections might be fully satisfied, that he might have full contentment. — Richard Sibbes

Fantasy isn't something you run out of. — Nancy Friday

There is terrible suffering in our world today. Tragic things happen to good people. God does not cause them, nor does He always prevent them. He does, however, strengthen us and bless us with His peace, through earnest prayer. — Rex D. Pinegar

The American who first discovered Columbus made a bad discovery. — Georg C. Lichtenberg

So, what is this? I ask.
Quinn narrows her eyes at the morsel of food that vaguely resembles a cross between a chicken nugget and brains. Only slimier. — Steph Campbell

For some reason, the despair that's welling up in me is transforming into white-hot rage. I feel it working its way up from my toes, winding around my legs, and burrowing into the pit of my stomach. It spears its razor-sharp tendrils through the pieces of my broken heart. It's crippling, and devastating, and unrelenting. I have only one choice to survive this; I turn that rage outward. — Michelle Figley

But you can love more than just one person, can't you? — F Scott Fitzgerald

Times haven't changed all that much. Every woman still longs for her own Mr. Darcy. — Jen Printy

In order that two imperfect souls might touch perfection. E. M. Forster — Kimberly McCreight