Zaharov Sergei Quotes & Sayings

Trent looked me up and down. "Is that all you're going to do?"
My pulse quickened, and I gazed at the front of the basilica where the scratching was coming from. "I might have a snack later if nothing comes through those doors. — Kim Harrison

Athletes rejected, governors corrected
Gangsters, thugs and smugglers are thoroughly respected
The money gets divided
The women get excited
Now I'm broke and it's no joke
It's hard as hell to fight it, don't buy it!
— Grandmaster Flash

I always wanted to have a career that would keep me at home in New York so I can work in the theater all the time and be involved in the creative process from the ground up. — Bobby Cannavale

What's a wingding? Why, a wingding is, uh ... it's just like a shindig but without all the hullabaloo. — Cuthbert Soup

Faith is a flammable fire. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Always choose the adventure ... unless, it's chilly outside and there's a cup of warm coffee resting near a book and comfy sofa. — Barbara Brooke

I think the idea is when you're on your death bed to say you did a lot of different, interesting things, not just that you have a more expensive lining in your coffin. — Matt Frewer

Sometimes frivolity isn't a bad thing. — Richelle Mead

Books without the knowledge of life are useless. — Samuel Johnson

The strong man is not one who is good at wrestling, but the strong man is one who controls himself in a fit of rage. — Anonymous

So then there was the Greek, Socrates, he was great ... He invented questioning. Before Socrates, no questioning. Everyone sort of went, 'Yeah, I suppose so. — Eddie Izzard

I'm not 100% nice all the time, so I find it quite hard to be really pleasant. — Alexa Chung

You think that a wall as solid as the earth separates civilization from barbarism. I tell you the division is a thread, a sheet of glass. A touch here, a push there, and you bring back the reign of Saturn. — John Buchan

He wasn't a pretty boy, his nose was crooked and his grin lopsided, but he had that square-jawed, salt-of-the-earth handsome look that made a girl think of loose-hipped cowboys and demanding Scottish Lairds. And speaking of Scottish Lairds, old mate was a redhead. Usually gingers weren't her scene but this guy's hair was the rich coppery-auburn of a fox's pelt. It gleamed like rose gold under the floodlights, his short beard the exact colour as the stuff on his head. Big Red was doing it for her. Big time. And apparently, the feeling was mutual. — Eve Dangerfield