Jerrod Dellaporta > Jerrod's Quotes

“If there was one thing a former sniper could do well, it was wait. Patiently. Quietly. Without a sound. Barely a movement. Just him, a quiet mind and his breath.”
― J. Rose Black, Losing My Breath

“You may be a royal, and a monarch, but you know the High Council supplants your authority when it comes to the rings.”
― Tricia Copeland, To be a Fae Guardian

“Gossip is like thread wound over a spindle of truth, changing its shape.”
― K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

“You shall address me as ‘My Dearest’,’ he repeated in a mocking voice, trying to copy her tone. ‘You will forget all about this conversation when you leave this room.’ It was interesting that tone; it had a sort of hypnotising ring to it.”
― Max Nowaz, The Three Witches and the Master

“She wore people down like waves wore down stone.
Consistent. Patient. Relentless. Merciless.
       ”
― D.L. Maddox, The Dog Walker: The Prequel

“I brought your topaz silk scarf with me.”
“That’s where it went. I wanted to wear it today, but I couldn’t find it in the closet. Please don’t tell me you like wearing women’s clothes.”
― Diane L. Kowalyshyn, Double Cross

“Art happens when what is seen becomes mixed with the inside of the person who is seeing it. If”
― Chaim Potok, The Gift of Asher Lev: A Novel

“Visiting a grave site would not be appreciated at all to when visiting the individual wanting you to while living”
― Omar Farhad, Need a Ride?

“Fascinating to watch the reactions of people suddenly seized by fear. Some can’t take it. They let themselves go to a point of hysteria, then in panic flee to—God knows where. Most take it, with various degrees of courage and coolness. In the lobby tonight: the newspapermen milling around trying to get telephone calls through the one lone operator. Jews excitedly trying to book on the last plane or train. The wildest rumours coming in with every new person that steps through the revolving door from outside, all of us gathering around to listen, believing or disbelieving according to our feelings.”
― William L. Shirer, Berlin Diary: The Journal of a Foreign Correspondent 1934-41

“Bunny to be comfortable.”
― Margery Williams Bianco, The Velveteen Rabbit

“Suddenly…a sound…the strangest, undoubtedly, that these lonely cliffs of France had ever heard, broke the silent solemnity of the shore. So strange a sound was it that the gentle breeze ceased to murmur, the tiny pebbles to roll down the steep incline! So strange, that Marguerite, wearied, overwrought as she was, thought that the beneficial unconsciousness of the approach of death was playing her half-sleeping senses a weird and elusive trick. It was the sound of a good, solid, absolutely British “Damn!”
― Emmuska Orczy, The Scarlet Pimpernel