Wild Card Quotes

Despite my inability to qualify to qualify in South Africa, I did really appreciate the support I got from the IOC particularly the Olympic Solidarity, members of the ICF, my own National Olympic Committee, friends and athletes from the Slalom Community. When I got the wild card, it was the cherry on the cake that I could not have imagined. It was much more than I expected for myself. ~ Benjamin Boukpeti

Bella. "Nathan Malone is dead." He caught her shoulders, shook her.
"No!" she screamed back. And she couldn't hit him. She wanted to, and she couldn't.
"look at me," he yelled. "Look at me, Bella. What happened killed the man you loved. All that is left is this. The man you see now.The name name I carry now. Anything else is no possible."
"No!" She pulled away from him, stumbled to her feet, and shook with the rage pounding through her. "The name may be dead, but you are not dead. "You weren't just a SEAL," she cried. "You weren't just a friend, or a son, or a grandson, or a brother. You weren't just a warrior." She clenched her fists, pressed to her stomach as the agony swell up through every cell of her body. "You are my husband. My lover.
It doesn't matter if your name is Nathan, Noah, or hey fucking you, you are my my lover. My soul. My heart. ~ Lora Leigh

Will once said each galaxy has about a hundred billion stars. He said that ninety-eight percent of what exists around us we can't even see. Sometimes I let go and float out there, staring back at earth. I lose track of time. Will told me to forget time, that it was relative. He said light was the thing. At the speed of light, time stands still. It's the wild card. It makes things happen. (The Speed of Light) ~ Kiana Davenport

No" she jerked back, stared up at him.
Her eyes were like thunderclouds. He'd never seen them like that. Shock and fear filled them. Her face was paper white. Her body shuddering.
"Don't you leave me!" She gripped his shirt and tried to shake him, tears falling from her eyes. "Don't you leave Noah."
His head lowered. He touched her lips with his and knew this woman held the best part of him. The memories of the husband he had been, the man he had been. He couldn't destroy that. He refuse to.
He pushed her to Jordan slowly, loath to let her go. To release her. Knowing that releasing her was the only way to save the memories she held.
"Don't you leave me!" She screamed the order, eyes blazing, her lips trembling as tears fell and hysteria threatened to overwhelm her. "If you leave me, Noah Blake, if you don't come back when this is over, don't bother coming back at all.
He touched her cheek. Ran his thumb over her lips. "You are the best part of me," he whispered. "Always remember that, Sabella. The very best part of me."
Before she could grab him, hold him to her, he pulled away, grabbed one of the rifles Mike had set on the table across the room. And left."
― Lora Leigh, Wild Card ~ Lora Leigh

Love is the one wild card. ~ Taylor Swift

When it came to a man's soul, Noah (Wild Card) thought that maybe his uncle (Jordan, Elite Ops commander) was finally realizing that once a man lost his soul to a woman, it was gone forever. And life wasn't much worth living without her. ~ Lora Leigh

I've learned that you can't predict [love] or plan for it. For someone like me who is obsessed with organization and planning, I love the idea that love is the one exception to that. Love is the one wild card. ~ Taylor Swift

Being neurotic seemed to be a kind of wild card, an all-purpose explanation. ~ Renata Adler

When you go to other parks, they hang banners for the wild-card or Eastern Division or Western Division champions. Around here, they don't hang anything unless its for being world champions. ~ Chili Davis

Oh yeah, by the way, baby. I'm your husband. You know, the one that died? The one that wouldn't come back to you for six fucking years. Yeah, she'd accept that easily enough.
Bullshit. ~ Lora Leigh

Why would I get a wild card into an American tournament, (as the) top-ranked American? Why would that happen? That makes too much sense. Maybe I should play more Davis Cup, that's the story. Oh wait, I do. ~ Andy Roddick

Our fans don't want to see us win the Wild Card. They want to see us win the division. ~ Derek Jeter

I'm not a wild card, Noah. I'm the safest bet you'll ever make. ~ Sarah Darlington

I'm a firm believer that the wild-card teams, because they're grinding it out until the final days, have a tremendous amount of excitement. That excitement carries over into the playoffs and really helps. ~ Tim Salmon

One wild card was yet to be played. ~ Markus Zusak

You're a liability and a wild card and trouble seems to follow you like a homesick spaniel. ~ Jasper Fforde

Wild card, got it," Duncan said. "Just like in Crazy Eights. I can be a diamond; I can be a spade. Whatever you need me to be, I'm that thing. That is so me. ~ Christopher Healy

The day I stop feeling the pressure and I'm just enjoying myself and taking it easy is when I'm 35, asking for a wild card and playing mixed doubles with Arnaud Clement. ~ Amelie Mauresmo

Love is the wild card of existence. ~ Rita Mae Brown

Saddam, as most tyrants, was a total control freak. He wanted total control of his regime. Total control of the country. And to introduce a wild card like Al Qaeda in any sense was just something he would not do. ~ Bob Simon

Every game has its Jacks,' she said, the sadness of it pulling down the elation of sudden understanding. 'The thing that acts as a wild card. It can't be counted on or predicted. A weapon, even. But he's in other places, too, isn't he? And do you know what else a Jack is, Puck? ... I do. ~ Ruth Frances Long

People tell me I live in the past. We all live in the past, I tell them, we just don't know it yet." ("Love Stories Are Too Violent For Me," Wild Card Press, 1995) ~ Will Viharo

He is not coming back. And it hurt.It hurt until she was a mass of pain,worse than it had been when she thought he was dead. More all consuming. Ravaging her insides. ~ Lora Leigh

I love you, Ali. Do you understand? I love you." Wait. What?
"You love me?"
"I've never said those words to another girl." He lifted his chin, squared his shoulders and braced his legs apart, as if preparing for a real battle. "You're stubborn, too curious for your own good and you've become a wild card, but yes, I love you."
He. Loved. Me. ~ Gena Showalter

I am much more wired to be an athlete than anything else. I understand the 'hard work = payoff' equation in sports. I run marathons and I box. And that's my Puerto Rican flag hanging in Freddie Roach's Wild Card Boxing gym. I gave it to him. My last N.Y.C. marathon time I ran in three hours flat. ~ Kirk Acevedo

You are a pawn and a tool," he said. "But you're the right one for the job. For that, I am sorry. ~ Jamie Wyman

Marius, where are my pants?"
His grin widened. "Wouldn't you like to know? ~ Jamie Wyman

Lassiter had been the wild card, and he had not lasted. Distracted by physical yearnings, he had gotten into epic trouble and been banished, lost to a destiny and destination of which Colin was only vaguely aware. ~ J.R. Ward

Some are born to greatness," Flynn gestured to himself. "Others ... " He eyed Marius. "Well, then there are just others. ~ Jamie Wyman

Children give you a sense of belonging…to someone, something, an essence greater than and outside of yourself even. They revoke your Wild Card, grounding you with loving force into being, doing and living life as a better person. They truly were a gift from God. ~ Vivi Monroe Congress

Ah, yes, the departmental shrink. And in the silence that followed, he knew everyone was waiting for him to groan, but he wasn't a Lethal Weapon wild card, damn it.
Yeah. For example, he couldn't dislocate his shoulder, he didn't live on the beach with a dog, and he wasn't rocking a death wish. You're welcome. ~ J.R. Ward

I knew how to bake. The first thing I was sure of was that this was all about cake. Pies, tarts and tartlets, a dozen different kinds of gorgeous cookies, soufflés- they all spun through my head and I dismissed them all. I was going to specialize. It also seemed to me that there was no single cake that could really represent what I could do. I got on my hands and knees and emptied out a low cupboard until I found a set of six-inch cake pans. With these it would be reasonable to take every restaurant three different kinds of cakes, one chocolate, one fruit, and one wild card, like the sweet potato cake or the scarlet empress. I had a Bundt pan that held about three cups of batter, and I thought of an almond cake surrounded by little marzipan birds, tiny yellow buntings asleep at the base. I was a fool for marzipan. ~ Jeanne Ray

When I got the red card all the Chelsea players come around. It felt like I had a lot of babies around me. ~ Zlatan Ibrahimovic

Keep this in mind - it only works because what's between you, that's real, that's what matters. Billions of those connections between human beings. That's what you're fighting to keep alive. ~ Orson Scott Card

But I'm three times your age or more and my brain is worn out and full up. I don't have much room to tuck new things square inside; they just cling to the outside for a while and drop off. ~ Orson Scott Card

Perhaps you are thinking: 'But a tank costs several million dollars, not including floor mats. I don't have that kind of money.'
Don't be silly. You're a consumer, right? You have credit cards, right?
Perhaps you are thinking: 'Yes, but how am I going to pay the credit-card company?'
Don't be silly. You have a tank, right? ~ Dave Barry

You are a dream, Brian Savage," I repeated, dropping my head until our foreheads touched. "You're my dream. The most amazing person I've ever known, and I'm going to heal you. I am, and you're not going to be able to stop me so don't even bother trying. This is happening. It's my turn. You healed me and now I'm healing you. I'm going to do it. I'm going to make sure you're okay … I'm doing to give you Wild for the rest of your life and so much of it you won't have room to feel anything else. ~ J. Daniels

On October 19, 2009, my sixteenth birthday, Wild Eyes officially became mine! Now it was really happening. ~ Abby Sunderland

And, of course, I began drawing so much - wild, undisciplined pencil drawings and watercolors of knights battling and such. ~ Andrew Wyeth

Healing your wounds will hurt, so cry.
Cry your pretty little heart out until you have nothing left to shed, that's how beauty is grown;
through the darkest of our days we become the light. ~ Nikki Rowe

I'm not a child, Dad. And I'm not grounded anymore, remember?'
'Oh yes, you are. Starting now.'
'For what?'
'Because I said so.'
'Do I need to remind you that I'm a legal adult, Charlie?'
'This is my house, you follow my rules!'
My glare turned icy. ' If that's hoe you want it. Do you want my to move out tonight? Or can I have a few days to pack?'
Charlie's face went bright red. I instantly felt horrible for playing the move-out card.
I took a deep breath and tried to make my tone more reasonable. 'I'll do my time without complaining when I've done something wrong, Dad, but I'm not going to put up with your prejudices. ~ Stephenie Meyer

I was born with more power inside myself than I ever dreamed. But along with it there came no more sense than any other idiotic kid. Somewhere along in here I need to grow up into a man I can stand to live with. A man who doesn't just survive, but deserves to. ~ Orson Scott Card

To me, life is a wild animal. You hope to deal with it when it leaps at you. ~ Keith Richards

I don't eat animals. I rescue strays and take injured pigeons to the wildlife rehab. I carry spiders and wasps outside in a cup covered with a 3x5 card. It would only follow that I'd take pause when contemplating the abrupt and apparently brutal ending of a tiny human being's life, or even a potential human being's life. ~ Victoria Moran

Suddenly, I was stopped by a quiet song . .
Somebody stood, swaying slowly on the road,
In the darkest shadow by a puddle,
And low above it a small tree grew . .
It might've been a wild cherry tree . .
He kept singing, watching the puddle fill . .
I dragged the pine through the water,
And with my other hand steadied my sack,
Where a bottle of red vino dangled . .
He didn't move, but kept on singing . .
Should I have stopped there
And joined his singing? . .
Had he found
The one happy tree? . .
No one knows where it grows -
Or what it looks like . .
And who is allowed to recognize it? . .
I never stood under it,
Even to wait for rain to pass
Or watch between the drops
The silent froth appear . .
Swaying, he kept on singing . .
Otherwise, he would have fallen
And the rain stopped . .
He danced his own rain
Under that tree . .
I can't do such things . .
Perhaps it was a wolf? . . ~ Oleh Lysheha

Eleanor had a long-held theory about men. She truly believed that for most men, all that talk of "being in love" or "finding the right one" was absolute nonsense. Marriage was purely a matter of timing, and whenever a man was finally done sowing his wild oats and ready to settle down, whichever girl happened to be there at the time would be the right one. ~ Kevin Kwan

It would have been possible to back out of his engagements by assuming the license of the free artistic spirit, but he loathed such arrogance. He had a number of friends who played the genius card when it suited, failing to show up to this or that in the belief that whatever local upset it caused, it could only increase respect for the compelling nature of their high calling. These types - novelists were by far the worst - managed to convince friends and families that not only their working hours, but every nap and stroll, every fit of silence, depression of drunkenness bore the exculpatory ticket of high intent. ~ Ian McEwan

When I got [my] library card, that was when my life began. ~ Rita Mae Brown

You knew when a woman loves you like that, she can love you with every card in the deck and then pull a knife across your throat the next morning. ~ Van Heflin

We are destined to be together forever. We have a card that says so. Gypsy Mummy is never wrong. ~ Dean Koontz

But without humans, the wild would take over. It would only take a hundred years or so for nature to win again. ~ Lucy Christopher

I have walked
into the wild
to witness

how falls a petal

from a yellow rose

silent and sudden
like a moment

defining time. ~ Colin Andersen

And above all, what does being liberal have to do with opposing, or, uh, supporting the war against terror? Our enemies in the war against terror are so anti-liberal that you would think it would be liberals leaping to protect the world from these monstrous ideologies. ~ Orson Scott Card

Tell me,
what is it you plan to do
with your one
wild and precious life? ~ Mary Oliver

Color - that's another thing people don't expect. In her imagination, in her dreams, everything has color. The museum buildings are beige, chestnut, hazel. Its scientists are lilac and lemon yellow and fox brown. Piano chords loll in the speaker of the wireless in the guard station, projecting rich blacks and complicated blues down the hall toward the key pound. Church bells send arcs of bronze careening off the windows. Bees are silver; pigeons are ginger and auburn and occasionally golden. The huge cypress trees she and her father pass on their morning walk are shimmering kaleidoscopes, each needle a polygon of light.
She has no memories of her mother but imagines her as white, a soundless brilliance. Her father radiates a thousand colors, opal, strawberry red, deep russet, wild green; a smell like oil and metal, the feel of a lock tumbler sliding home, the sound of his key rings chiming as he walks. He is an olive green when he talks to a department head, an escalating series of oranges when he speaks to Mademoiselle Fleury from the greenhouses, a bright red when he tries to cook. He glows sapphire when he sits over his workbench in the evenings, humming almost inaudibly as he works, the tip of his cigarette gleaming a prismatic blue. ~ Anthony Doerr

In dim ways he recognised in man the animal that had fought itself to primacy over the other animals of the Wild. ~ Jack London

My friends were thin, pretty, naturally bronzed and accessorized with bug-eyed sunglasses. They slurped vodka straight from the bottle while they drove. They roamed the streets in bikinis by day and by night, skimpy dresses short enough to bare their ass cheeks when they bent over. They pushed up their breasts and snorted coke in the bathrooms of clubs before grinding their crotches into strangers until last call. And when the night came to an end, they romped through the filthy, gum-stained streets barefoot because they were too hammered to feel the glass shards beneath their soles. The PB girls were wild, edgy, and dangerously carefree. ~ Maggie Young

Young love is wild and outrageous, laughing at moderation and blinding us to common sense. ~ H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

I never go home and take out those business cards and go to those websites. But if there was a mini-comic here in my hand, I'd read it while I ate my lunch. I'm also probably one of the few remaining holdouts who hasn't consented to making the e-book versions of all my work, which is annoying to some of my publishers. ~ Adrian Tomine

A writer struggles against himself. He is his own worst adversary. He is driven half-wild by his own imperfections and is tortured by the thought that every second, something imperishable is eluding him. He is a fool because he deliberately hunts the uncapturable with a net of words but he is a sublime and lucky fool because the forest in which he hunts is enchanted. ~ Joseph William Meagher

Most magicians are nothing more than laymen with rabbits on their business cards ~ Darwin Ortiz

Oh, people get used to so many things," said Vadesh, "if only they give them selves a chance. ~ Orson Scott Card

Is it really necessary to reward the CEO with several million dollars? Why isn't it logical or common sense to pay the minimum-wage employee another quarter, give a quarterly fifty-dollar bonus, or even provide a two-hundred-dollar gas gift card? ~ John-Talmage Mathis

(Rico) "Can't wait."
"Neither can I." She prepared herself for another go-on-forever kiss. It didn't come. Between gentle darting kisses, Rico nibbled her lips while his hands explored her body. Olivia moaned. She couldn't help it.
The sound seemed to trigger something in Rico. Now the kissing was hard, wild and insatiable. Strong arms circled her, big hands covered her buttocks and yanked her against him. Without stopping the kisses or separating their bodies, Rico maneuvered them to the passenger side of her Jeep. ~ Rita Henuber

I wouldn't have minded living in Provence for a month or however long it took for me to learn to say, 'I've been attacked by a wild boar. Help me find my spleen! ~ Michael J. Fox

To fight adversity, to improvise, to solve problems, and to save the coup, I had gathered all my senses into unusual configurations, which made me grow wild and enhanced my perceptions. ~ Philippe Petit

We have built a greenhouse, a human greenhouse, where once there bloomed a sweet and wild garden. ~ Bill McKibben

Money is not everything. There's Master card & Visa. ~ Stephen Hawking

Hands you his business card and requests that you tell your ~ Vendela Vida

You've traveled up ten thousand steps in search of the truth. So many days in the archives, copying, copying. The gravity of the Tang and the profundity of the Sung make heavy baggage. Here! I've picked you a bunch of wild flowers. Their meaning is the same but they're much easier to carry. ~ Hsu Yun

There are no wild, seedless watermelons. There's no wild cows ... You list all the fruit, and all the vegetables, and ask yourself, is there a wild counterpart to this? If there is, it's not as large, it's not as sweet, it's not as juicy, and it has way more seeds in it. We have systematically genetically modified all the foods, the vegetables and animals that we have eaten ever since we cultivated them. It's called artificial selection. ~ Neil DeGrasse Tyson

You're wrong,darlin', I got wild in me. And I'll never lose it. It's just that my wild is a safe place for you and it will always be. - Brock ~ Kristen Ashley

Relaxing, getting wild and free, those were all alien concepts for her. ~ Jill Shalvis

I think there is something very interesting about people who live day to day in an environment where they could get taken out by a wild animal. There has to be some kind respect that is derived from that relationship. ~ Henry Rollins

The roar of the traffic, the passage of undifferentiated
faces, this way and that way, drugs me into dreams; rubs the
features from faces. People might walk through me. And what is
this moment of time, this particular day in which I have found
myself caught? The growl of traffic might be any uproar - forest trees or
the roar of wild beasts. Time has whizzed back an inch or two on its reel;
our short progress has been cancelled. I think also that our bodies are in truth
naked. We are only lightly covered with buttoned cloth; and beneath these
pavements are shells, bones and silence. ~ Virginia Woolf

Augustine's, "Thou hast formed us for Thyself, and our hearts are restless till they find rest in Thee." The great saint states here in few words the origin and interior history of the human race. God made us for Himself: that is the only explanation that satisfies the heart of a thinking man, whatever his wild reason may say. ~ A.W. Tozer