Top 14 Plantier Flying Quotes
#1. We have all got to exert ourselves a little to keep sane, and call things by the same names as other people call them by.
George Eliot
#2. As it was, being a bad mother was child's play compared to being a good mother, which was an incessant struggle, a lose-lose situation 24 hours a day; long after the kids were in bed the torment of what I did or didn't do during those hours we were trapped together would scourge my soul.
Mary Kubica
#3. I used to get my hair dyed at a place called Big Hair. It cost $15. They just used straight bleach, so my hair was the color of white lined paper, and my eyebrows looked like they were done with a thick black marker.
Amy Poehler
#4. The ability and desire to transform the mundane materials at hand that we both bring into the collaboration well beyond the sum total of the parts - to birth a new baby neither of us could claim single parentage of.
Gary Lucas
#5. The wife's run off with the bloke next door. I do miss him.
Les Dawson
#6. He was a throwback to a lady's old romantic notion of how a man should act. [Giovanni Tempesta]
Vincent B. "Chip" LoCoco
#8. I'm not built for war. I'm built for entertainment. I'm built for jokes - either telling them or being the butt of them.
Josh Peck
#10. I look around me and nowhere do I see a stamp of disapproval with which nature marked a woman's candid brow.
Franz Grillparzer
#11. Confusion is what we're living with - not being able to make sense of what's happening to us from day to day. Whereas making sense is what we're aiming for - making sense.
Paul Muldoon
#12. Masculinity must prove itself, and do so before an audience.
Harvey Mansfield
#13. Tell me" ...
"What'd you wanna hear?"
"That you want it ... I have to know you really need this from me. That you need it like I need it. 'Cause, Madonn', I need it really bad, and I'm scared to come at you if you're not there with me.
Kele Moon
#14. It was all too much. I went to bed for three days, sick like an Austen or a Bronte character who'd foolishly wandered the moors in a storm, with a strong will but weak ankles. Only the moors were my mom's past, and I couldn't find my way.
Heather Brittain Bergstrom
