Lillian Proctor Quotes

For the last time, I'm not a witch." Miss Lillian smiled and patted Theta's cheek. "Keep telling yourself that, dear. ~ Libba Bray

Nobody's killing any cats." Miss Lillian glowered. "It's what we've always done." "Yeah, well, I'm changing how things are done." Miss Lillian started to protest, but Miss Addie cut her off. "Very well. We could stand to change. ~ Libba Bray

The only good thing about [aging] is you're not dead. ~ Lillian Hellman

you can do anything if you put your focus on how to do it rather than on why you can't. ~ Bob Proctor

Winston Churchill once said "Never Give Up", little pause..... "Never Give Up" and again pause.... "Never Give Up". This 9 Words, said about success (Bob Proctor from Confidence!) ~ Deyth Banger

Church is a school for sinners, not a club of saints. ~ Lillian Daniel

Relaxation Revolution. In ~ William Proctor

The depth of a friendship - how much it means to us ... depends, at least in part, upon how many parts of ourselves a friend sees, shares and validates. ~ Lillian B. Rubin

He looked down at her, finding it difficult to resist the urge to climb over her prone body and kiss her senseless. "Would you mind telling me why you were drinking pear brandy in the middle of the afternoon?"
"Because I couldn' open the sherry."
His lips twitched.
-Marcus & Lillian ~ Lisa Kleypas

Tell Me what you want, and
I'll Show you how to get it. ~ Bob Proctor

Lillian looked around the room.
"Where are the others? The Prescott girl and the good-looking one?"
"Baby," said Rusty, "I'm right here. ~ Sarah Rees Brennan

You'll find out when my fangs are buried in your neck," she said. "Why not right now?" Cain breathed. "Come on - hit me. Hit me with all that rage you feel every time you force yourself to miss the bull's-eye, or when you slow yourself down so you don't scale walls as fast as me. Hit me, Lillian," he whispered so only she could hear, "and let's see what that year in Endovier really taught you." Celaena's heart leapt into a gallop. He knew. He knew who she was, and what she was doing. ~ Sarah J. Maas

The ideal visions of one age eventually are seen as its excesses by the next. ~ Lillian B. Rubin

Everything that's coming into your life, you are attracting into your life. And it's attracted to you by virtue of the images you're holding in your mind. It's what you're thinking. Whatever is going on in your mind you are attracting to you! ~ Bob Proctor

You are the mental architect of your own destiny ~ Bob Proctor

You want to make sure that your purpose is something people can benefit from long after you're gone. ~ Bob Proctor

Well ... " Annabelle looked from one expectant face to another, unable to keep from grinning. "If the three of you are willing, then so am I. But if we're to make a pact, shouldn't we sign it in blood or something?"
"Heavens, no," Lillian said. "I should think we can all agree to something without having to open a vein over it. ~ Lisa Kleypas

Beginning to feel that her brother was being rather too harsh on Lillian Bowman, Livia frowned. "She's a very pretty girl, Marcus."
"A pretty facade isn't enough to make up for the flaws in her character."
"Which are?"
Marcus made a faint scoffing sound, as if Miss Bowman's faults were too obvious to require enumeration. "She's manipulative."
"So are you, dear," Livia murmured.
He ignored that. "She's domineering."
"As are you."
"She's arrogant."
"Also you," Livia said brightly.
Marcus glowered at her. "I thought we were discussing Miss Bowman's faults, not mine."
"But you seem to have so much in common," Livia protested, rather too innocently. ~ Lisa Kleypas

Starting on February 1, 2010, and running through until May 30, I will be Toronto Public Library's Writer in Residence, working out of the Merril Collection of Science Fiction, Fantasy, and Speculation at the Lillian H. Smith branch at College and Spadina. ~ Karl Schroeder

Those faces on Main Street shaded by wide straw hats are surrounded in my child-memory by hardware and ploughs, seed bags and bales of cotton, the smell of guano and mule lots, hot sun on sidewalks and lovely white ladies with sweet childlike voices and smooth childlike faces, and Old gardens of boxwood and camellias, and fields endlessly curving around my small world. I know now that the bitterness, the cruel sensual lips, the quick fears in hard eyes, the sashshaying buttocks of brown girls, the thin childish voices of white women, had a great deal to do with high interest at the bank and low wages in the mills and gullied fields and lynchings and Ku Klux Klan and segregation and sacred womanhood and revivals, and Prohibition. And that no part of this memory can be understood without recalling it all of it. ~ Lillian Smith

Don't you think people often say other people are tough when they do not know how to cheat them? ~ Lillian Hellman

Nothing, of course, begins at the time you think it did. ~ Lillian Hellman

I live in a room and I go to work and I play a game called getting through the day while you wait for the night. ~ Lillian Hellman

To change your life, you have to change your life. ~ Bob Proctor

The Law Polarity decrease that everything has an opposite it's the flip side of the coin, you're right my left, the front the back, consider this next time you disagree with someone because their right from their point of view."


― Bob Proctor ~ Bob Proctor

If you're thinking of debt, that's what you're going to attract. ~ Bob Proctor

There are six mental faculties that we have, and how we use them sets the course for our life. ~ Bob Proctor

One of his palms slipped into the open back of her gown, seeking the skin above the edge of her corset, and a sigh escaped him as he felt her downy softness. "Not yet," he said in a rough whisper, though whether he was talking to himself or to her was unclear. He clasped the vulnerable curve of her neck in one strong hand, and bent to feast on her parted lips, her chin, the front of her throat. "You're so sweet," he said raggedly.
She couldn't help but grin, even in the flush of desire. "Am I?"
Marcus sought her mouth with another hungering kiss. "Very sweet," he confirmed huskily. "Though if I were a lesser man, you'd have torn my head off by now."
The words drew a low laugh from her. "Now I understand the attraction between us. We're a danger to everyone but each other. Like a pair of ill-tempered hedgehogs."
-Marcus & Lillian ~ Lisa Kleypas

Jobs and money are never the primary cause of stress.
Thinking, negative thinking causes stress.
The real cause of all problems lie in our thoughts, not in things or circumstances.
You and I possess the power to change our thoughts.
It is our greatest power - the power to choose.
If you are feeling stressful, choose to relax.
Look at your problems as a stranger might then do something about them - NOW! ~ Bob Proctor

I don't think many writers like their best-known piece of work, particularly when it was written a long time ago. ~ Lillian Hellman

Take your mind off yourself. Focus on what you are doing and how you can do it better. ~ Bob Proctor

Most people coming out of war feel lost and resentful. What had been a minute-to-minute confrontation with yourself, your struggle with what courage you have against discomfort, at the least, and death at the other end, ties you to the people you have known in the war and makes for a time others seem alien and frivolous. ~ Lillian Hellman

Just don't ask me to stand up with you at the wedding, as I have no desire to be a hypocrite."
"No, just an ass," came Lillian's murmur.
Low-spoken as the words were, it appeared that Westcliff had heard. His dark head whipped around, and he met Lillian's deliberately innocent expression with a threatening scowl. "As for you-"
"We're all agreed, then," Simon interrupted, preventing what surely would have evolved into a prolonged argument. ~ Lisa Kleypas

I don't usually wear perfume," Annabelle said. "Mr. Hunt likes the smell of clean skin."
"He may prefer Lady of the Night."
Annabelle looked appalled. "Is that what this is called?"
"It's named after a night-blooming orchid," Lillian explained.
"Oh, good," Annabelle said sardonically. "I was afraid that it was named after a harlot. ~ Lisa Kleypas

He could no longer deny that for the rest of his life, he would measure every other woman against her, and find them all lacking. Her smile, her sharp tongue, her temper, her infectious laugh, her body and spirit, everything about her struck a pleasurable chord in him. She was independent, willful, stubborn… qualities that most men did not desire in a wife. The fact that he did was as undeniable as it was unexpected.
There were only two ways to manage the situation. He could either continue trying to avoid her, which had been a spectacular failure so far, or he could simply give in. Give in… knowing that she would never be the placid, proper wife he had always envisioned having. In marrying her, he would defy a fate that had been scripted for him before he had even been born.
He would never be entirely certain what to expect from Lillian. She would behave in ways that he would not always understand, and she would bite back like a half-tamed creature whenever he tried to control her. She was a creature possessed of strong emotions and an even stronger will. They would quarrel. She would never allow him to become too comfortable, too settled.
Dear God, was that truly the future he wanted?
Yes. Yes. Yes.

-Marcus' thoughts ~ Lisa Kleypas