Worrilow Falcons Quotes & Sayings

A feral smile, and he grabbed her by the chin
not hard enough to hurt, but to get her to look at him. "First thing," he breathed, "we're not friends. I'm still training you, and that means you're still under my command." the flicker of hurt must have shown, because he leaned closer, his grip tightening on her jaw. "Second
whatever we are, whatever this is? I'm still figuring it out, too. So if I'm going to give you the space you deserve to sort yourself out, then you can damn well give it to me. — Sarah J. Maas

The heart can ignore the mind. Happens all the time. But the mind cannot ignore the heart. I tried, believe me. Doesn't work. The heart rules when the mind is in doubt. — Marilyn Grey

good writing consists of mastering the fundamentals (vocabulary, grammar, the elements of style) and then filling the third level of your toolbox with the right instruments. — Stephen King

A dolphin's smile is the greatest deception. It creates the illusion that they're always happy. — Ric O'Barry

I'm really just trying to do things that I enjoy. I'm trying to play music that I like to play and like to listen to. I just have to think if I like those different kinds of music, there are other people who aren't so different from me. — Lyle Lovett

Tradition is not something a man can learn; not a thread he picks up when he feels like it; any more than a man can choose his own ancestors. Someone lacking a tradition who would like to have one is like a man unhappily in love. — Talal Asad

Mercy is not giving someone what they deserve. Grace is giving someone what they don't deserve. Extend God's wisdom in your relationships. — Andrew Wommack

It means putting oneself into a certain relation to the world that feels like knowledge-and, therefore, like power. — Susan Sontag

Now, Watson," said Holmes, as a tall dog-cart dashed up through the gloom, throwing out two golden tunnels of yellow light from its side lanterns. "You'll come with me, won't you?"
"If I can be of use."
"Oh, a trusty comrade is always of use; and a chronicler still more so. My room at The Cedars is a double-bedded one. — Arthur Conan Doyle

I thought of my sweet little girl and her chubby cheeks, big brown eyes and long brown hair with bangs that constantly needed trimming. She was all that really mattered in this world, and I could not keep moping over some guy who came in and out of my life faster than a season of American Idol. — Kate Madison