Ashley O Quotes

I loved something I made up, something that's just as dead as Melly is. I made a pretty suit of clothes and fell in love with it. And when Ashley came riding along, so handsome, so different, I put that suit on him and made him wear it whether it fitted him or not. And I wouldn't see what he really was. I kept on loving the pretty clothes—and not him at all.

The hot-o-meter started ringing like crazy as hot guys descended on me, my car and Tack from two directions. Boy was I glad I curled my hair.

She saw in his eyes defeat of her wild dreams, her mad desires.

His voice stopped and they looked for a long quiet moment into each other's eyes and between them lay the sunny lost youth that they had so unthinkingly shared.

Ashley watched her go and saw her square her small shoulders as she went. And that gesture went to his heart, more than any words she had spoken.

I tell you that there are eighty-plus-year-old nudists cavorting on your property, Ashley O'Ballivan, and all you can do is laugh?

I think you’re better off without him.” Ashley didn’t lift her blue eyes from her scarf as she offered her thoughts; her long,straight brown hair was pulled into a clever twist. She was a nurse practitioner originally from Tennessee and I loved listening to her accent; “I never trust a Jon without an ‘h’. John should be spelled J-o-h-n, not J-o-n.

I looked up at Lee when we stopped in front of Hector and informed him helpfully, “You might want to take your arm away. Blanca tells me Hector doesn’t like men touching me.” “Blanca told you that?” Lee asked, his smile (and arm) still firmly in place. “Yes. She’s known Hector, like, his whole life so I think she’s in the position to know.” Lee nodded, his smile somehow bigger like he was trying not to laugh then his eyes moved to Hector and he said, “I tried to stop it.” Hector looked at Lee then looked at me then he muttered, “Oh fuck.” “It was Ally’s idea,” Lee told Hector. “What was Ally’s idea?” Hector asked Lee. “It was not Ally’s idea!” I cried. “It wasn’t!” super-power-eared Ally yelled from the open back window of Lee’s Explorer. “It was Sadie’s idea. I just was offering moral support.” “Shut up, Ally!” Indy shouted out the open passenger side window. “I will not shut up! I’m not taking the fall for this one!” Ally shouted back. I turned to the car, dislodging Lee’s arm and lifted both my hands and pressed down. “No one’s going to take a fall. Everyone calm down. It’s all okay. It’s rock ‘n’ roll!” I screamed. “Righteous!” Ally screamed back. “Rock on, sister!” Indy screamed too. “It’s rock ‘n’ roll?” Lee asked, sounding as amused as he looked. “You all wanna quit screamin’ at three o’clock in the mornin’ in my fuckin’ neighborhood?” Hector suggested. Mm, well maybe we were being an eensy bit loud. “Time for beddie by,” I announced (sounding like Ralphie), got up on tiptoe, kissed Lee’s cheek (like Ralphie and Buddy would do to me), turned and gave Indy and Ally a double devil’s horns (like Ava taught me) and shouted, “Rock on!” They shouted back in unison, “Rock on!” “Christ,” Hector muttered.

It's a curse—this not wanting to look on naked realities. Until the war, life was never more real to me than a shadow show on a curtain. And I preferred it so. I did not like the outlines of things to be too sharp. I like them gently blurred, a little hazy... In other words, Scarlett, I am a coward.

You just slipped down two levels on the hot-o-meter,” I informed him snottily. “I’ll survive,” he shot back and turned away.

Tuijottaessaan Williin hämärässä hallissa Ashley mietti, ettei hän kenessäkään ollut kohdannut sen veroista sankaruutta kuin Scarlett O'Harassa, joka läksi valloittamaan maailmaa äitinsä samettisissa ikkunaverhoissa ja kukon pyrstösulka hatussaan.

Her phone beeps and she pulls it out again. She frowns. I give her a side-eye. “Everything all right?” She scrolls through her email. “Earth to Gail?” Nothing. “Gail Morgan O’Sullivan.” “What? Oh!” She shoves her phone into her back pocket. “Sorry, sorry. Do you ever feel like you’re forgetting something?” “My underwear. All the time,” I say with dead seriousness. “Sometimes I give myself a wedgie just to make sure I have them on.

Estás aterrorizada de mí y entraste aquí por ti misma. Nadie te arrastró hasta aquí. No trajiste a nadie para cuidar tu espalda. Nadie te hizo quedarte. No trates de engañarme o a ti misma sobre el hecho de que no quieres explorar esto conmigo. Lo quieres o no estarías aquí. Te tengo peleándolo. Sólo te los estoy diciendo, no vas a ganar.

Sa nakikita ko sa’yo, nauntog ka na at na-realize mo nang infatuated ka lang sa kanya. Alam mo kasi Jelle, kapag nagkagusto ka sa isang lalaki o kapag mahal mo ang isang lalaki, wala ang standard-standard na ‘yan.

O, lawdy, seems you don’t got good radar when it comes to pickin’ ‘em,” Elvira muttered. “No, her radar is beyond not good. Her radar is also not malfunctioning. It’s straight out broke,” Martha agreed and I was wondering if perhaps Elvira and Martha were not such a good match. Denver was relatively peaceful. I’d never heard of riots or sieges or militant hostile takeovers of land and I was foreseeing this if these two got together and rallied the female population of the Denver Metropolitan Area as a protest to shelter all women against dickhead assholes.

******"Nasıl istersen sevgilim." "Bana Charlotte diye hitap etmeni tercih ederim. 'Sevgilim', 'Düşes Hanımefendileri' ve hatta 'Düşes' diye bile değil. Sadece Charlotte." "Ah. Pekala. Eğer yine de sen bana Phillip dışında, başka bir şekilde hitap etmek istersen, bilmeni isterim ki ben özellikle 'Haşmetmeapları' demen taraftarıyım." Charlotte başını yana eğdi."Neden orada duralım ki? Neden arkasından bir de Majesteleri demeyelim ki?" Phillip krallara layık bir reveransla karşılık verdi. "Madem ısrar ediyorsunuz." *******"Günden güne daha düşüncesiz ve kaba bir adam olup çıktığımı hissediyorum. Bu sabah uyandığımda, ilk düşüncem sırtımı ovman için seni uyandırmak oldu. Sadece o eşsiz hakimiyetim sayesinde kendimi yatak odana girmekten alıkoyabildim." *******"Senin yaptığın her şey beni baştan çıkarıyor zaten. Yapman gereken tek şey nefes almak, sonra ben ne istersen yaparım.

Flashes of my past lives kept crawling across my vision. I had Akima’s laugh, Eve’s blind ability to love, and Marrah’s unwavering belief in family. I was all of these women and none of them. Their souls carried along inside of me but unmistakable from my own. I saw their lives in pieces, their triumphs and sorrows, loved ones gained and lost. They were all different yet somehow the same. We were sisters and daughters, lovers and wives. Pacey O'Brien-Lilith

Adolph Ochs agreed. “For much of the twentieth century,” writes Ashley Rindsberg in his book The Gray Lady Winked, “the Times was seen as a standard bearer of the truth. It is because of this unique standing that the seven words that constitute the Times’ famous slogan.

As coisas mudam o tempo todo. Talvez parecesse que vocês dois estavam seguindo a mesma direção, quando na verdade não estavam.

Tipo, é claro que as pessoas caem na rotina quando estão juntas há muito tempo, mas não significa que não estejam felizes. Ou que não estejam se divertindo. Se isso é o suficiente pra destruir um relacionamento, deve ter muito mais coisa errada aí do que só a rotina.

O problema do telefone sem fio é que todos os detalhes se misturam.

— Papa, a Nonna perdeu o juízo. Ela vai me fazer ter vários encontros. Com caras que eu não conheço.

No wonder she dated Asher. They probably did weirdly specific things together at weirdly specific times. Coffee at exactly 7:03 a.m. Double-toasted cinnamon raisin bagels with extra cream cheese at 8:26 a.m. Hot yoga at 10:17 a.m. Avocado toast and aragula salad at 1:34 p.m. Dinner at that vegan place down the street at 7:35 p.m. Sex at 9:48 p.m. Everyone loves a well-planned kink, right? ''I'm scheduling you at eleven o'clock, baby. You know what happens if you're late''.

Inima unei mame se frange intr-o mie de feluri de-a lungul vietii.

Right around the time I decide that maybe I overreacted, and I kind of like being at the compound despite those tho dislike me, Instructor Morris has to go and ruin everything. Thanks, O Bearded Wonder.

For your sake, not theirs. Human beings don’t just happen, Ashley. They are made, and it takes courage and suffering and damn hard work to give something life. You can be anything you set your mind to, but I’m telling you, if you lose courage, you will never be anything!

A maternidade é assim — só existe o agora. O desespero do agora, o alívio do agora.

Ashley,” his father had said to him that last morning, “if you live long enough you may find that guns don’t solve very much. In life you will choose to hold a tool in your hand, or you will choose to hold a weapon.

I have the flaunting air, she said, Laughing remorse away For vanities that now are dead, Dear follies of a day. Like a great golden ship she rode, Capricious at her ease, Spreading a sail to catch the mode Of every idle breeze. A dancing cloak she wore above Her pale serenity: O lamp of faith, O light o' love, Which was more dear to me?

No one dies in vain. Not really. Each of us plays a role in the world, whether it be a hero or a villain. We love or we hate, we help or we hurt, but whatever we do, it touches a million others just like us. We play our parts, and when our time here is finished, someone else's story begins. That's all the stories really are, a collection of a million different configurations o the same beings, a hundred variations of beginnings and endings all rolled up into one terrific plot.

Miss Dupree wants a rough outline Monday. So let’s start working on ideas and meet again tomorrow.” Jumping up from the blanket, she chattered just a little too brightly. “Outside the inn, ten o’clock. Oh, Etienne--you can come, right?” “Sure.” Slowly he ran a hand back through his hair. “As long as I’m at work by one.” “Perfect! We can walk the route and time it. And pick out which buildings are…historic.” “They’re all historic,” Roo said. “Well…scarily historic.” “If each of us looks up just one or two buildings, it shouldn’t be that hard.” Gage slid lightly to his feet. “I don’t mind doing some research tonight.” Parker stretched and stood, wrapping his arms around Ashley and nuzzling her neck. “Yeah, that’s exactly what we had in mind, too. Right, Ash? Some good, basic, investigative research.” “Forget it.” Pushing him off, Ashley tried to keep a straight face. “Only if you’re a ghost.” Roo raised her hand. “No problem there. I’ll be glad to kill him.

nights until past nine o’clock.

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