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J Lynn Inspirational Quotes (92)

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Two people see each across a room or their skin brushes. Their souls recognize the person as their own. It doesn't need time to figure it. The soul always knows... whether it's right or wrong.
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The moment we stepped out into the hall, Cam's apartment door flung open. Ollie appeared, a cellphone in one hand and Raphael wiggling in the other. Smile! he shouted as he snapped a picture on his phone. It's like my two kids are going to prom.
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Good God, you don’t give up.” “Nope.” I laughed, couldn’t help it, and his smile spread in response to the sound. “I’m sure there are plenty of girls who want to go out on a date with you.” “There are.” “Wow. Modest aren’t you?” “Why should I be?” he shot back. “And I want to go out on a date with you. Not them.
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The Hamilton family was a bunch of hugging folks
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And you're a bad boy? I asked. Ollie's grin was contagious. Oh, I'm a bad, bad boy. Cam shot his friend a look. Yeah, as in bad at spelling, math, english, cleaning up after yourself, talking to people, and I could go on.
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I've wanted to be with you since the first time you turned me down. I've just been waiting for you to come around.
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Fascism is not the result of dictatorship.
John T. Flynn
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The line between fascism and Fabian socialism is very thin. Fabian socialism is the dream. Fascism is Fabian socialism plus the inevitable dictator.
John T. Flynn
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Those lips had curved into a knowing half smile that did funny things to her insides. And like a match tossed to gasoline, her body sparked alive and flames licked every inch of her.
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I took a drink. I guess it's different for you.Hmm? I bet you have girls hanging all over you. Dozens would probably kill to be in my spot and here I am, allergic to your bread.
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Thank you.” His lips curved up on one side. “For what?” “For waiting for me.
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Fascism is the consequence of economic jam and dictatorship is the product of Fascism, for Fascism cannot be managed save by a dictator.
John T. Flynn
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I started to kiss him back, slower and clumsy where his had been sure, practiced. I was worried I was doing it wrong, but then a deep sound came from him, almost a growl and instinctively I knew it was a sound of approval.
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Memories, even bittersweet ones, are better than nothing.
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What? I'm not ashamed to admit that random things remind me of Harry Potter.
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Bridget did the only thing she could do in this situation that wouldn't end with her doing a life stint in prison. She flipped the woman off. With both hands.
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These code authorities could regulate production, quantities, qualities, prices, distribution methods, etc., under the supervision of the NRA. This was fascism.
John T. Flynn
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You were perfect – perfect for me – and I love you
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It was a cookie, not a crack pipe.
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A person is only complete when she has a true friend to understand her, to share all her passions and sorrows with, and to stand by her throughout her life.
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I’m just not interested.” “Do you have ovaries?” Jacob asked. I shot him a look. “Yes.” … “Then how are you not interested.
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Do not tell me you don’t know you’re pretty. If so, I’m about to lose all faith in mankind. You don’t want to be responsible for that.
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We must rid this nation of the United Nations, which provides the communist conspiracy with a headquarters here on our own shores, and which actually makes it impossible for the United States to form its own decisions about its conduct and policies in Europe and Asia.
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I'm beginning to think cookies is a code word for something else. Maybe it is. He tugged on my bag again as he took a confident step back, forcing me down another step. And just think about it. If cookie was a code word, whatever it symbolizes, it's been in your mouth, sweetheart.
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