Woodleys Quotes & Sayings
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Micro: When his mind detached from his body he saw the murderer stab him repeatedly. Later, he told the detective - who retired. He blamed stress. — Anthony North
I'm going to kill you, Calar. And it will hurt like hell. And then I will take that crown and put it on my head. Time's up, bitch.
It was something Malek would have said and it made her smile, pleased at the little bit of bad in her. — Heather Demetrios
For others, in spite of myself, from myself. — Emmanuel Levinas
I chose this guy because he always says what he means and means what he says. -Twivortiare- — Ika Natassa
My friend and coach reminded me this week that there is a moment when the acrobat lets go of one trapeze and is completely suspended in mid-air before she catches the incoming rung. You have to let go to get there. — Danielle LaPorte
Obviously, successful secret assassinations are not recorded as assassination at all," notes the CIA's 1959 "Study of Assassination. — Frederick Ingram
It does require maturity to realize that models are to be used, but not to be believed. — Henri Theil
I went to a funeral recently, and they handed out Kleenex before the funeral. Which I thought was cocky. — Mike Birbiglia
What the narrator comes to realize is that the past "cannot be described objectively" and that her present will always mediate her past. — Linda Hutcheon
In the creation of the heavens and the earth; in the alternation of night and day; in the ships that sail the ocean bearing cargoes beneficial to man; in the water which God sends down from the sky and with which He revives the earth after its death, scattering over it all kinds of animals; in the courses of the winds, and in the clouds pressed into service between earth and sky, there are indeed signs for people who use their reason. — Anonymous
He toasted his bacon on a fork and caught the drops of fat on his bread; then he put the rasher on his thick slice of bread, and cut off chunks with a clasp-knife, poured his tea into his saucer, and was happy. — D.H. Lawrence