I Quotes
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“I prepare for the next fight and I train for that opponent. I'm thinking about Dan Henderson and not thinking about the championship.”
“I prepare mentally and physically for everything I do. I like having to do both, because you submerge yourself into the character and the world and you live it until it's over.”
“I prepare my portrait for my woman to hang on a wall when I die.
she says: Is there a wall to hang it on?
I say: We'll build a room for it. Where? In any house.”
Source: Unfortunately, it was Paradise: Selected Poems
“I prepare myself for all disappointments by expecting nothing.”
Source: Letters of Mary Russell Mitford: Edited by Henry Chorley. In 2 volumes. I
“I prepare myself for rehearsals like I would for marriage.”
“I prepare myself in the summer to play 48 minutes. It's not a logical goal, but that's the way I prepare.”
“I prepare myself very intensely. I am at the theatre four hours before the performance. It allows for complete concentration and preparation.”
“I prepare myself well. I know what I can do before I go in. I'm always confident.”
“I prepare so no one can take what is mine, no one can replace my mind, my heart.”
“I prepare to the point where instinct take over.”
“I prepared five songs, I sang them, and he hired me. I started working about a month later at the piano bar.”
“I prepared for the part by drinking, but I was sober when I was performing”
“I prepared to be president. And I think that's a good thing.”
“I prepared to get out of bed, tossing the covers aside, the sheets dank-smelling, gray from my body. I wondered how long it had been since I'd changed them. And then I wondered how often you were supposed to change them. These were the kinds of things you didn't learn. I changed bedclothes after sex, now, finally, and that I only learned a few years ago from a movie on TV: Glenn Close, some thriller, and she'd just had sex and is changing the sheets and I can't remember the rest, because all I was thinking was: Oh, I guess people change sheets after they have sex. It made sense, but I'd never thought of it. I was raised feral, and I mostly stayed that way.”
Source: Dark Places
“I prepared what I would say. I would say, 'Hello, I'm a woman who needs help,' although I had worked hard my whole life to appear as if I never needed any help.”
Source: Show Them a Good Time
“I prescribe a quick jerk off in the shower and a return to sanity. (Dr. Hugo Peralta)”
Source: An Apple Away
“I present a full proof method for discovering whether or not your being a writer, a natural wordsmith, is your gift or just your talent. Get high! If it is your gift, you'll know. Better you find this out first then the reading public.”
“I present myself to you in a form suitable to the relationship I wish to achieve with you.”
Source: To clothe the naked: and two other plays
“I present the nominees, well, not me the Voice of God, for Best Screenplay.”
“I present the thing we're going to do as a simple starting point. They all know it's an art piece and that it's all going to be recorded. And I have never had an experience where one of these men tried to take advantage of the situation. If they were guilty of anything it was of being lonely. It was never that they were violent or dangerous.”
“I present to you ube chocolate chip cookies two ways: one with semisweet chips and the other with white chocolate chips. Tell me which you prefer. I'm honestly a little torn."
They took turns sampling my offering, giving each cookie their undivided attention. Elena said, "If you're going to serve the cookies as is, I'd say the semisweet gets my vote. It plays well with the earthiness of the ube, but is still a chocolate chip cookie. The white chocolate is a bit too sweet for me."
Adeena, whose capacity for sugar was probably some kind of Guinness World Record, said, "I disagree about the white chocolate being too sweet. It's so good! But it lacks oomph, you know? If you're playing with the classics, why not add macadamia nuts? Then it could be your take on white chocolate macadamia cookies. Which are my favorite cookies, FYI," she said to Elena.”
Source: Homicide and Halo-Halo
“I Preserve the nonviable embryo in formaldehyde for future study. Lord Maccon has been drinking my samples. When confronted, he admitted to be enjoying both the refreshing beverage and the 'crunchy pickled snack' as well. I was not pleased" (Professor Lyall to Madame Lefoux)”
Source: Blameless: Book 3 of The Parasol Protectorate
“I preserve things that are significant to me. Only time will determine what is important in the long term. But something can be rediscovered only if someone has collected and preserved it.”
“I press a kiss to his mouth, then give Roan a kiss. Before I turn to leave, I take a moment and look at the two of them. My heart thunders in my chest at the sight of my husband and our baby.
My boys.
My whole world, right in front of me.
Max smiles at me. "All good?"
I kiss both of them again. "Yup. I just can't resist my bookstore boys.”
Source: The Boy With the Bookstore
“I press my ear against his chest, to the spot where I always rest my head, where I know I will hear the strong and steady beat of his heart. Instead, I find silence.”
Source: The Hunger Games Trilogy
“I press my eyes shut and will the thoughts away. But they refuse to comply, and instead, they lodge themselves in the crevasses of my brain, poking out just enough that I know they're still with me, like a tiny splinter in your baby toe that gnaws away at you with every step you take.”
Source: Time of My Life: A Novel
“I press my face against his chest, inhale his scent, take comfort from it. "I'm so sorry, Victor. I'm not sure I realized how truly awful this is for you."
"It could be worse. I might not have you."
I sink against him.
"Trust me," he whispers.”
Source: Blood-Kissed Sky
“I press my lips hard against hers, tasting her desire, her pain, her love, her confusion. At once I’m in two lives, two worlds, two places.”
Source: Libera Me
“I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”
“I press the blue glass triangle to my lips and smile for Matt, my best-friend-that’s-a-boy, my last goodbye to the brokenhearted promise I carried like my journal for so long. Somewhere below the black frothy ocean, a banished mermaid reads my letters and weeps endlessly for a love she’ll never know – not for a single moment.
Before the trip, Frankie and I set out to have the Absolute Best Summer Ever, the summer of twenty boys. We’ll never agree on the final count – whether the boys from Caroline’s should be included in the tally, whether the milk-shake man was too old to be considered a “boy,” whether her tattooed rock star interlude was anything other than a rebound. But in the end, there were only two boys who really mattered.
Matt and Sam.
When I close my eyes, I see Sam lying next to me on the blanket that first night we watched the stars – the night he made me look at everything in a different way; the breeze on my skin and the music and the ocean at night. But I also see Matt; his marzipan frosting kiss. All the books he read to me. His postcard fairy tales of California, finally coming to life in Zanzibar Bay.
When I kissed Sam, I was so scared of erasing Matt. But now I know that I could never erase him.
He’ll always be part of me – just in a different way. Like Sam, making smoothies on the beach two thousand miles away. Like Frankie, my voodoo magic butterfly finding her way back home in the dark.
Like the stars, fading with the halo of the vanishing moon. Like the ocean, falling and whispering against the shore. Nothing ever really goes away – it just changes into something else. Something beautiful.”
Source: Twenty Boy Summer
“I press to my centre, and find there is something there.”
“I pressed down the mental accelerator. The old lemon throbbed fiercely. I got an idea.”
Source: A Wodehouse Miscellany: Articles & Stories
“I pressed forward, pushing my body along hers, and wrapped my arms around her waist. Some of the intensity of my anger dissipated and drained away. After a very long, steamy kiss, I broke away, breathing hard.
Rimmel's head collapsed against the wall and she stared up at me with unfocused hazel eyes. The flecks of color in the center were green today. "Romeo," she gasped.
I pulled back enough so I could lift her arm and grasp her fingers. She made a sound of protest when I pushed back the material of the shirt once more and stared down at the dark blotches marring her skin.
"How were you going to explain this to me?" I rumbled.
"I wasn't going to lie, it that's what you're implying," she snapped.
"Ah, baby." I groaned and lifted her wrist to press my lips to the marks. "I'm being a jerk."
"You said it…" She agreed, letting the rest of her sentence fall away.
I smiled against her skin and then kissed her inner wrist once more.”
Source: #Hater
“I pressed her thigh and death smiled”
“I pressed him gently on the matter, but he seemed a little reticent, which is maybe what you’d be wise to expect from a cryptologist who was also a practicing hermeticist.”
Source: To Be a Machine : Adventures Among Cyborgs, Utopians, Hackers, and the Futurists Solving the Modest Problem of Death
“I pressed inside her, inch by inch, gazing into her face. Her beauty. Mesmerizing. I was awed that I was inside her . . . or nearly. When I came to the barrier of her virginity, I met her eyes, full of trust and wonder, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, sweet Lydia. Mo Chroí." And then I pressed inside, tearing her. She cried out in pain. I wanted to comfort her, but it felt so blessedly good that I could only bring my forehead to hers, holding myself still by sheer force of will, gritting my teeth to stop myself from thrusting, while she became used to my invasion. Why did it have to be that something that felt so wonderful to me hurt her?”
Source: Ramsay
“I pressed my dark issues to the back of my mind and smiled a slight untruthful happiness . . .”
Source: Forever Stuck
“I pressed my ear against the door, trying to work out if it was safe to knock, feeling furtive, as if it were I who was at fault. But all I could hear was music and muffled conversation.”
Source: Still Me
“I pressed my father's hand and told him I would protect his grave with my life. My father smiled and passed away to the spirit land.”
“I pressed my lips to his and felt the addictive draw that everyone told me about. It was so much more enticing than anyone could have ever described.”
Source: Half Moon
“I pressed my lips together, fighting the sting in my eyes. I wasn’t a bad person. I didn’t lie; I didn’t cheat—I didn’t hurt people on purpose. But I was…a lot. I was loud, emotional, and undoubtedly a bit of a drama queen when I’d had a glass or three of wine, like now. Mr. Captain over there probably thought I was a total bitch after that little display on the phone with Amanda. I didn’t blame him. I wore my heart on my sleeve, especially when I was pissed off. It was beyond my control. I’d never learned to play it cool or keep my mouth shut.”
Source: Christmas Cancellation
“I pressed one cheek against the earth, against this earth which belonged to no one and which was mine. This was where I was at home: here where spirits met again in the luminous void that stretched between the two halves of the world.”
Source: I Am Fifteen—and I Don't Want to Die
“I pressed PLAY and started up Chiron's favorite--the All-Time Greatest Hits of Dean Martin. Suddenly the air was filled with violins and a bunch of guys moaning in Italian. The demon pigeons went nuts. They started flying in circles, running into each other like they wanted to bash their own brains out.”
Source: The Sea of Monsters
“I pressed the heels of my hands to my eyes. Let the music swell. Let the memory have its minute.”
Source: Comings and Goings - The Art of Being Seen: A Jim Garraty Story
“I pressed up onto my arms and looked down at her, excitement and anticipation surging inside me like a burst of sunshine-yellow paint. She was effervescence, green spring and new life, flowers blooming on her skin.
I wanted to bask in her.”
Source: Love Walked In
“I presumably lost $150,000 in the depression of 1937—on my one stock investment—because I did everything Lehman Brothers told me. I said, well, this is a fool’s procedure . . . buying stock in other people’s businesses.”
Source: Hard Times: An Oral History of the Great Depression
“I presume that each country will have a different response to each joke. But mostly what I've seen is that everyone has the same response. The line about: "He hasn't had this much fun since they burned all those kids at Waco..." I thought that might get a real.... it does in America, it gets a shock, as if they fall back in their seats, but then they still laugh.”
“I presume that few who have paid any attention to the history of the Mathematical Analysis, will doubt that it has been developed in a certain order, or that that order has been, to a great extent, necessary -- being determined, either by steps of logical deduction, or by the successive introduction of new ideas and conceptions, when the time for their evolution had arrived.”
Source: A Treatise on Differential Equations
“I presume that it is the better part of wisdom that we bow to our fate with as good grace as possible.”
Source: Under the Moons of Mars
“I presume that nobody will deny the positive aspects of the North American cultural world. These are well known to all. But these aspects do not make one forget the disastrous effects of the industrial and commercial process of 'cultural lamination' that the USA is perpetrating on the planet.”