Crisbel Lopez Quotes

#1. I don't know what the fuck I'm doing with you, pup." King confessed. "You make me fucking crazy and I feel shit that I can't--" He paused. "Prison fucked me up, made me rethink things, but you're managed to fuck me up more than prison ever did. For some reason, I want you around.

T.M. Frazier

#2. He had tried everything, cutting down (many devices), pipes, cigars, even cold turkey. He had quit once in Rome, for seven hours after breakfast, during the last two of which his (first) wife was begging him to take it up again.

John Berryman

#3. She needed this. For the comfort, for the love, for all the glorious things she did not deserve and yet could not stop herself from wanting.

Madeline Martin

#4. It's all a fucking trap, owning things, places, people. The way I see it, we don't own things. We get owned.

Christopher Bollen

#5. The teaching that we receive is not necessarily very accurate. The value systems that our cultures have developed are not every open. They are very restrictive. We live in an age that is not enlightened.

Frederick Lenz

#6. The lovely effects of champagne were quite gone and only the nasty ones were left; the taste in the mouth, the splitting ache in the brow and the impotence of not being able to clarify one's thoughts.

Monica Dickens

#7. Novels are just very, very, very long lies. That is to say, you've got to get your story straight!

Blair Thornburgh

#8. What I think happened to the new arenas is that you need some memories. I remember going when the Staples Center first opened and it was like, 'OK,' but a couple championships later, and all of a sudden it becomes your house. You have to stake claim to it.

Kevin Connolly

#9. The Lord then brought to my remembrance that His Word did not say, "Children, obey your parents only if they are born again." He explained, You are my Child; therefore, I place My wisdom and instruction in the hearts of your parents for your guidance and protection.

John Bevere

#10. In the eyes of others a man is a poet if he has written one good poem. In his own he is only a poet at the moment when he is making his last revision to a new poem. The moment before, he was still only a potential poet; the moment after, he is a man who has ceased to write poetry, perhaps forever.

W. H. Auden

#11. We die, we turn, we are reborn as we deserve to be reborn, based on our doings in this world." Will looked down at his bitten nails. "I will probably be reborn as a slug that someone salts.

Cassandra Clare