Zen And Shirayuki Quotes & Sayings

Larkin gets it, got it, the lies we live just to tread through time. — Amy McNamara

This is a big deal. It's a fairly natural partnership; it shouldn't surprise people, ... We're working on bringing this network-is-the-computer, Net services environment. — Scott McNealy

he plucked out his eye and threw it into the well, then drank from its waters. He — Oliver Laine

She says affection is all very well being imagined, like a romantic fancy, but marriage should be based on practical purposes in order to last longer. — Aya Ling

The advance of our technology is coincidental with the loss of our appetite for ethical questions that ought to attend the implications of these new powers. . . In the name of diversity, any idea is regarded as worthy as any other; any nonsense is entitled to a forum, a full hearing, and equal time. — Thomas Lynch

I think Heaven will be like a first kiss. — Sarah Addison Allen

I guess destiny is not the path given to us but the path we choose for ourselves. — Will Ferrell

Friendship is our home, we'll go home someday. — Alvi Syahrin

If you live criticizing people, you won't have time to love them. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

I learned, when hit by loss, to ask the right question: "What next?" instead of "Why me?" ... Whenever I am willing to ask "What is necessary next?" I have moved ahead. Whenever I have taken no for a final answer I have stalled and gotten stuck. — Julia Cameron

Like me or not, I am the only one who has won the world's three most important leagues. So, maybe instead of the 'Special One', people should start calling me the 'Only One'. — Jose Mourinho

With each deep inhalation, he was aware of a sweet, pure fragrance that entered his nostrils and spread through his brain like a drug.
"What is that smell?" he muttered.
Vivian answered in a hushed voice. "Mrs. Buttons distilled some vanilla water for me. Do you like it?"
"We brought your perfume from the town house. Why didn't you use that?"
Her gaze flickered to his mouth and back to his eyes. "It didn't suit me," she whispered. "Too heady."
Grant drew in another lungful of delicate vanilla-scented air. "You smell like a sugar biscuit," he answered gruffly. One he badly wanted to bite into. Her scent was innocent and homey and appetizing, making his blood surge and his muscles harden in acute yearning. — Lisa Kleypas

Hockey is probably one of the most expensive sports. You have to have a place to play. You have to have the proper equipment. You have to have the transportation to get there. — Mark Wahlberg