Famous Quotes & Sayings

Juergen Thumann

Such proposals take us back to the dark ages.

Harry Reid

Our unified response sends a powerful signal to victims of this tragedy, looking for signs that their government sees their plight and stands with them during this dark time,

Brandon Gray

Pirates of the Caribbean' was, at its root, a fun swashbuckler. 'King Arthur' was dark and dank. They forgot the fun.

Brandon Gray

'Pirates of the Caribbean' was, at its root, a fun swashbuckler, ... 'King Arthur' was dark and dank. They forgot the fun.

D. H. Lawrence

Man's ultimate love for man? Yes, yes, but only in the separate darkness of man's love for the present, unknowable God.

Behati Prinsloo

I love dark chocolate - I could eat it 'til I puke.

Bede Griffiths

I was being called to surrender the very citadel of my self. I was completely in the dark. I did not really know what repentance was or what I was required to repent of. It was indeed the turning point of my life.

Becca Fitzpatrick

I trailed off.Patch leaned lazily against the counter. Dark hair flipped out from under his ball cap. A smile tugged at his mouth. My thoughts dissolved and just like that, a new thought broke the surface of my mind. I wanted to kiss him. Right now.

Becca Fitzpatrick

For the first time all day I felt safe. Except that Patch had cornered me in a dark tunnel and was possibly stalking me. Maybe not so safe.

Becca Fitzpatrick

Patch backed me into a tree and kissed me, hard. I regained my breath. "Boys take not everywhere: That was a kiss.

Becca Fitzpatrick

One more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone I didn't know I was searching for.

Becca Fitzpatrick

Kiss me in a way I'll never forget. Kiss me in a way that will stay with me until see you again

Becca Fitzpatrick

Nora: I have questions. Patch: I should have known you've only been keeping me around for answers. Nora: Well, that and your kisses. Anyone ever tell you you're an incredible kisser?

Becca Fitzpatrick

Boys everywhere take note: That was a kiss.

Bill Engvall

You can't tell somebody to kiss your ass on a scooter!

Catullus

Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.

Rose Mashigo

Kissing is like art, you just have to be enthusiastically creative.

Carl Jung

No: What the heck happened? Or: Why did you go from nearly kissing me to tossing me across your yard and into the patio furniture?

Bebe Neuwirth

The first Broadway show I saw was when I was 11. I saw 'Hair.

Becca Fitzpatrick

It’s brown.” So maybe I had the teeniest, tiniest, most infinitesimal amount of auburn in my hair. I was still a brunette. “It’s the lighting,” I said. “Yeah, maybe it’s the lightbulbs.” His smile brought up both sides of his mouth, and a dimple surfaced.

Becca Fitzpatrick

Love the hair. Love when it’s out of control. It’s like seeing a side of you that needs to come out more often.

Becca Fitzpatrick

Guess who has PE first hour? This is so unfair. I start the day off perspiring like an elephant in heat. Don't the people who make up our schedule understand body odor? Don't they understand frizzy hair? ~Vee

Becca Fitzpatrick

Her hair was strawberry blond, and she had the shape of a popsicle stick: turn her sideways and she practically disappeared.

Becca Fitzpatrick

Is that a yes?" he asked, pushing his fingers through my hair, fanning it out around my shoulders and searching my face intently. "Please let it be yes," he said with a gravelly edge. "Stay with me tonight. Let me hold you, even if that's all it is. Let me keep you safe.

Becca Fitzpatrick

He grinned when I didn't protest, and lowered his mouth toward mine. The first touch was just that - a touch. A teasing, tempting softness. I licked my lips and Patch's grin deepened. "More?" he asked. I curled my hands into his hair, pulling him closer. "More.

Becca Fitzpatrick

Vee is my un-twin. She's green-eyed, milky blond, and a few pounds over curvy. I'm a smoky-eyed brunette with volumes of curly hair that holds its own against even the best flatiron. And I'm all legs, like a bar stool. But there is an invisible thread the ties us together; both of us swear that tie began long before birth. Both of us swear it will continue to hold for the rest of our lives.

Cecelia Ahern

Most of all she loved that when she hugged him her head would rest neatly just below his chin, where she could feel his breath lightly blowing her hair and tickling her head.