One Of A Kind Quotes

Quotes tagged as "one-of-a-kind" (showing 1-10 of 10)
Neil Gaiman
“The shape does not change. There was a human being who was born, lived, and then, by some means or another, died. There. you may fill in the details from your own experience. As unoriginal as any other tale, as unique as any other life. Lives are like snowflakes - forming patterns we have seen before, (...) but still unique.”
Neil Gaiman, American Gods

Shannon L. Alder
“Remember, the village idiot was the spiritual man who built the ark and saved his family. Keep being you and never give up marching to the beat of your own drum!”
Shannon L. Alder

Crystal Woods
“I can be a stupid girl inside of a crazy woman at times over you. If I weren’t, you should be worried! We all do stupid shit. I might as well be a fool for someone worth it.”
Crystal Woods, Write like no one is reading 2

Anthony Liccione
“In all you do, try being a WOW, and not a woe.”
Anthony Liccione

Donna Lynn Hope
“Good or bad, if you’re not “normal,” you can’t have a normal relationship. If you are different, people will relate to you differently.”
Donna Lynn Hope

“Never give up on you. In order to make a difference you would have to somehow be different.”
Johnnie Dent Jr.

Barbara Bretton
“There are other doctors out there but there's only one [of your child].”
Barbara Bretton

“I am forced to conclude that God made Texas on his day off, for pure entertainment, just to prove that all that diversity could be crammed into one section of earth by a really top hand.”
Mary Lasswell

Julianne MacLean
“Martin was more than happy to let Spencer take over the conversation, for it finally granted him an opportunity to observe Mrs. Wheaton- who had just achieved the impossible. She had made him laugh. Truly, she was one of a kind. She always had been, he supposed, recalling again that day at the train station.
While the polite conversation continued all around him, he allowed his gaze to meander downward and was pleased to admire the alluring feminine curves "Miss Foster" had developed over the past decade, including a lush, generous bosom, which would fare quite nicely in a lighter gown with a lower neckline, he thought. Dressed as she was at present, she reminded him of a pleasure yacht with her sails trimmed too tight, rendering her incapable of moving freely at the speed she was built for.
He wondered suddenly how this aloof young widow would respond to a little wind in her sails and a skillful skipper like himself at her helm. Would he be able to bring the best out of her, like he did with the Orpheus?
Yes, he thought with absolute confidence while he admired the grace of her gloved hand as she touched one finger to the corner of her mouth to dab at an errant drop of tea. He certainly could bring the best out of her, and also bring out that spark she kept hidden from the world. A marvelous, masculine satisfaction flowed through him at the thought of it.”
Julianne MacLean, Surrender to a Scoundrel