Maniau Japanese Quotes

#1. Amply described blowjobs and anal scenes may stigmatise gay writers.

Michael Graves

#2. Humbly serving all with their beauty, flowers say more to us about God than anything else. Each one brings a message that the Heavenly Father is right here.

Paramahansa Yogananda

#3. Let's just say, the American school of suburban angst is not my cup of tea.

Katherine Dunn

#4. You are my sunshine on a dark dreary day.

Debasish Mridha

#5. You have to understand what you're missing before you can really feel a loss.

Jodi Picoult

#6. So, Gwarda ... ," she said with a sigh. "It's been a long day. You know my real name. Want to explain how that is?"
Breccan took a wider stance and crossed his massive arms over his chest. "Take off your hood.

Madison Thorne Grey

#7. The magic of "Musical Medicine" will come into its own. The application of such healing potencies will not be limited just to man's body and mind. It will be an agency for building and healing his soul as well.

Corinne Heline

#8. I wonder if that's the difference between fathers and mothers. I'm friends with people who have kids that are like 5 and under, and they're still in that intense mother-bonding phase. It might just be that. Because the dads haven't changed.

Jen Kirkman

#9. Louisville, an hour after dark, is a carpet of gilt thumbtacks below them, with straight, twinkling lines like strings of beads leading out from it. Southeastward now, toward the Tennessee state-line. ("Jane Brown's Body")

Cornell Woolrich

#10. For a moment I was back on the

Rick Riordan

#11. Theories are there. Heroes are here

Robert J. Braathe

#12. Short stories are my favorite art form. A good one is compact and complete, a telling little slice of life, capturing a moment in time that - for the character - defines her, changes her, is the tipping point for all that will follow.

Ellen Klages

#13. The simplification of anything is always sensational.

G.K. Chesterton

#14. The owner of the Agut d'Avignon had the air of a 1920s dandy who had ruined himself with one mad night of gambling at baccarat and had only been saved by this restaurant, which he seemed to cherish as if it were his wife or a good fountain pen.

Manuel Vazquez Montalban