Woodliff Photography Quotes & Sayings

I suffer from severe nerve damage in the hands, arms, legs and spine. My right leg is numb all the time and there are times when I cannot move either of my legs. In addition to this my C-T-L spine has severe disc herniation. I have Fibromyalgia, asthma, severe allergies, heart problems, bleeding ulcers and I eat maybe once every two or three days.

I maintain body weight by drinking an average of 36 Pepsi's per day. — Larry Sinclair

He wanted her to call; he wanted her to miss him; but as it turned out, he was okay. He'd never found single life so interesting before. — John Green

Like most people my age, my job is the main focus of my life. I don't have some kind of jet-setting fabulous lifestyle where I'm constantly in situations to acquire amazing anecdotes, that's it. — Anna Paquin

I could tell Marco was a woman-hater, because in spite of all the models and TV starlets in the room that night he paid attention to nobody but me. Not out of kindness or even curiosity, but because I'd happened to be dealt to him, like a playing card in a pack of identical cards. — Sylvia Plath

Merry kept talking, but he lost the thread. She wandered closer. With the knots banished, she gripped the tail of the rope in her fist, making an L of her arm and winding the length around her elbow in uniform loops. Rough, rasping rope against that smooth, perfect skin. And Rob on his knees. — Cara McKenna

Ghettos and barrios and abusive homes and trauma wards may produce scarred souls; they can cripple more human spirits than they strengthen. — John Ortberg

One beautiful day, a radiant day, Mr Abramovich introduced himself to me and said I should put a shopping list together — Claudio Ranieri

Mistresses are like books; if you pore upon them too much, they doze you and make you unfit for company; but if used discreetly, you are the fitter for conversation by em. — William Wycherley

It's so dark," he thought, "that I could sleep without closing my eyes; the night would be my eyelids-- — Richard Connell

he noticed an inscription written on the floor at the foot of a pile of bones: What you are, they once were. What they are, you will be. — Zimbardo