Alyssa Anna Raisa Quotes

Sometimes you have to get away to remember who you are. Believe in yourself, Lyss. You're strong and smart enough to do this job. Never let anyone tell you different. ~ Cinda Williams Chima

With Anna gone, we listen for footfalls, each of us avoiding the other with an intense concentration. Occasionally we cross paths by accident, our bubbles of personal space like a Venn diagram, becoming darker where they overlap.
Dad left.
Anna is gone.
I have never been here. ~ Mindy McGinnis

I thought I could play at love...But I've found out I'm not made that way...I can't play this game if my heart's not in it. ~ Cinda Williams Chima

Never yet were the feelings and instincts of our nature violated with impunity; never yet was the voice of conscience silenced without retribution. ~ Anna Brownell Jameson

You thought I was that type: that you could forget me, and that I'd plead and weep and throw myself under the hooves of a bay mare, or that I'd ask the sorcerers for some magic potion made from roots and send you a terrible gift: my precious perfumed handkerchief. Damn you! I will not grant your cursed soul vicarious tears or a single glance. And I swear to you by the garden of the angels, I swear by the miracle-working ikon, and by the fire and smoke of our nights: I will never come back to you. ~ Anna Akhmatova

The man has a curious inborn conviction of his own superiority which is quite unshakeable. All his life he has bullied and browbeaten those around him by his high-and-mightiness and his atrocious temper. As a boy he terrorized his entire family by his tantrums, when, if thwarted, he would throw himself on the floor and yell till he went blue in the face. It has been much the same ever since. Everyone's terrified of his rages. He has only to start grinding his teeth, and people fall flat before him. ~ Anna Kavan

Natural thunder heralds the wetness of fresh water high clouds to quench the thirst of fields gone dry and parched, a messenger of blessed rain, but this was as dry as hell must be. My distraught perception refused to believe it, because of the insane suddenness with which it sounded, swelled and hit, and how casually it came to murder my child. ~ Anna Akhmatova

While I have always, felt like an outsider, it's because of the professional choices I have made, so it's not like I am planning to throw myself a giant pity party. ~ Anna Paquin

Papa continually emphasizes how much remains unexplained. With the other psychoanalytic writers, everything is always so known and fixed. ~ Anna Freud

I don't have to listen to the Gospel on Sunday to know the stories of the New Testament. They inform so much of what I write that they're practically like a news scrim that goes through my brain 24/7. ~ Anna Quindlen

Papa always makes it clear that he would like to know me as much more rational and lucid than the girls and women he gets to know during his analytic hours. ~ Anna Freud

I rarely give advice - your personal growth will only make me look worse by comparison - but as a suggestion, find your most psychotic baby picture and have it on hand for those days when you want to throw in the towel. It is both joyful and effective. ~ Anna Kendrick

I could give him business cards...multi-camoflauge background. David, woodworker, amateur computer coder, and decoder extraordinaire," Lily daydreamed.

"Coder and decoder," Anna chuckled. ~ Kate Willis

The story of the ugly duckling was never about the cygnet discovering he is lovely. It is not a story about realizing you have become beautiful.

It is about the sudden understanding that you are something other than what you thought you were, and that what you are is more beautiful than what you once thought you had to be. ~ Anna-Marie McLemore

It would take a hell of a man to replace no man at all. ~ Anna Quindlen

I work out with a trainer, Anna Kaiser, three days a week. ~ Kelly Ripa

Grace."
He drew out the word so it became a long, deep, guttural growl. A sound as primitive as a lion's roar for its mate. Her skin prickled with animal awareness and the breath caught in her throat. Every drop of moisture evaporated from her mouth. Low in her belly, blood began to beat slow and hard with anticipation.
Her face must have betrayed her unfurling arousal. Or perhaps, like her, he reacted to the sudden charge in the air, as electric as the pause before a lightning strike.
Still without shifting his fierce focus, he set down the box he carried. Then he reached to close the doors and slide the bolt across.
Any doubt as to his purpose fled. A delicious thrill rippled through her. The summerhouse was raised on a platform so the windows opened above eye height. With the doors locked, it was a bower designed for private sin.
Sin was clearly his aim.
Now she looked more closely, she realized it wasn't anger that tightened the skin over the bones of his face. It was incendiary hunger.
She should protest. Question. Demand he tell her why he was here. But overwhelming need kept her silent and pinned to the window seat. ~ Anna Campbell

People froze you in place. More important, you froze yourself, often into a person in whom you truly had no interest. ~ Anna Quindlen

Gisele Bundchen is a bit of a jock. 1 of my fave shoots is her playing football ~ Anna Wintour

You can tell a really wonderful quote by the fact that it's attributed to a whole raft of wits. ~ Anna Quindlen

A friendless soul is like a desert dust, parched and forlorn such that every time a breeze passes by, it mounts to its whispers but falls back again to another mound of its empty self. ~ Anna Farina Khan

I harden my glare and my heart. ~ A.G. Howard

I am a good friend to my husband. I have tried to make my marriage vows mean what they say. I show up. I listen. I try to laugh. ~ Anna Quindlen

The things we like are different. The things we love are the same. ~ Anna Bright

I've always wanted to be in comedy ... growing up with Asian parents and not seeing yourself represented in media - it was always just a daydream. ~ Anna Akana

There are some people just the thought of whom makes us behave better. ~ Anna Funder

Perhaps it was that I wanted to see what I had learned, what I had read, what I had imagined, that I would never be able to see the city of London without seeing it through the overarching scrim of every description of it I had read before. When I turn the corner into a small, quiet, leafy square, am I really seeing it fresh, or am I both looking and remembering? [ ... ]
This is both the beauty and excitement of London, and its cross to bear, too. There is a tendency for visitors to turn the place into a theme park, the Disney World of social class, innate dignity, crooked streets, and grand houses, with a cavalcade of monarchs as varied and cartoony as Mickey Mouse, Snow White, and, at least in the opinion of various Briths broadhseets, Goofy.
They come, not to see what London is, or even what it was, but to confirm a kind of picture-postcard view of both, all red telephone kiosks and fog-wreathed alleyways. ~ Anna Quindlen

It would take a helluva man to replace no man at all. ~ Anna Quindlen

Once upon a time in the dead of winter in the Dakota Territory, Theodore Roosevelt took off in a makeshift boat down the Little Missouri River in pursuit of a couple of thieves who had stolen his prized rowboat. After several days on the river, he caught up and got the draw on them with his trusty Winchester, at which point they surrendered. Then Roosevelt set off in a borrowed wagon to haul the thieves cross-country to justice. They headed across the snow-covered wastes of the Badlands to the railhead at Dickinson, and Roosevelt walked the whole way, the entire 40 miles. It was an astonishing feat, what might be called a defining moment in Roosevelt's eventful life. But what makes it especially memorable is that during that time, he managed to read all of Anna Karenina. I often think of that when I hear people say they haven't time to read. ~ David McCullough

I stole comic books from my brother when I was a kid, but I was never like an avid fan. I can't claim to be like a comic book geek. ~ Anna Kendrick

They were all dressed in their finest as though life really were some magical stage play in which every moment ought to be illuminated with its own bright spotlight. ~ Anna Godbersen

And this tenderness was not like
That which a certain poet
At the beginning of the century called true
And, for some reason, quiet. No, not at all-
It rang out, like the first waterfall,
It crunched like the crust of bluish ice
And it prayed with a swanlike voice,
And it broke down right before our eyes. ~ Anna Akhmatova