Andres Mckim > Andres's Quotes

“Waiting for the correct time to descend for cocktails, Mary sat on her bed and reviewed her impressions of the house party one by one. Belinda Choudhry M. P. she knew least. As mother of murdered Perdita, she was sure to be a volatile addition.”
― Susan Rowland, Murder on Family Grounds

“You realize assuming can often lead to getting into trouble.”
― March Lions, The Last Sunset

“He motioned for Elpidio to sit down after watching him pace the room in circles. Elpidio pulled out a chair and admitted, 'I've messed up in more ways than I can count.”
― Carolyn M. Bowen, Legacy of Shadows: An International Crime Thriller

“Rachael, I don’t think this is a very good idea.” Adam tried to protest and break away, but it was too late. She had a good hold on him by now, and he was going nowhere.
“Not bad for a little man like you,” she said. “There seems to be something different about you lately.” Rachael smiled.”
― Max Nowaz, Get Rich or Get Lucky

“Profit is the universal trigger of innovation.”
― Mark Bowden, Worm: The First Digital World War

“What are you working on?" I ask.
"The last page." He gestures towards the table, where a pencilled sketch is being turned into inked brushstrokes. It's a drawing of us, in this café, in this moment.
I smile up at him "It's beautiful. But what comes next?"
"The best part." And he pulls me back into his arms. "The happily ever after.”
― Stephanie Perkins, Isla and the Happily Ever After

“The Theory of Evolution has more holes in it than a dam made out of Swiss cheese.”
― Eoin Colfer, The Time Paradox

“The thing is, some girls think they can actually change guys. And what’s funny is that if they actually did change them, they’d get bored. They’d have no challenge left. You just have to give girls some time to think of a new way of doing things, that’s all. Some of them will figure it out here. Some later. Some never. I wouldn’t worry about it too much.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

“Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert our existence, like dogs peeing on fire hydrants. We put on display our framed photographs, our parchment diplomas, our silver-plated cups; we monogram our linen, we carve our names on trees, we scrawl them on washroom walls. It's all the same impulse. What do we hope from it? Applause, envy, respect? Or simply attention, of any kind we can get?
At the very least we want a witness. We can't stand the idea of our own voices falling silent finally, like a radio running down.”
― Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin

“الأغلبية العظمى من الناس تكتفي بالعيش بين الظلال. معتدقيدن أن هذه الظلال، هي الشيء الوحيد الموجود ولا يعون أنها ليست سوى صور. وفي هذا الواقع، ينسون الطبيعة الخالدة لنفوسهم.”
― Jostein Gaarder, Sophie’s World