About Lisa McMann: Lisa (Gort) McMann is an American author.
I want to tell you a story, Alex." Alex nibbled on his bottom lip, waiting. Wondering now if Mr. Today really understood that Alex was turning him down. "Simber." The old mage said. Alex automatically turned to the door, expecting to see the beast. M...
I underestimated your laziness.” “It’s pronounced intelligence, Kirk.
You know, you’re kind of a badass.” “Please, if I had balls they’d be bigger than yours.
Why am I surrounded by sluts and morons?
You have a certain charm, believe it or not. That, and you feed me.
I solved world hunger.” “Yeah, right.” “Oh, ye of little faith.” “You realize that solving world hunger would mean you’d be doing something good for a change?” “Ah, but there’s the kicker: I destroyed my solutions.” ...
I’m going to kill you, you know.
Get me outa here. F*ckin' creepy cheerleaders.
...she's leaving now. ... Janis attacks the back door of the school gym and finds herself in a heavy cloud of smoke. She realizes she's found the Goths' hangout. Who knew? "Oof," someone says. She keeps walking, muttering, "sorry" to whomever it was ...
Because there's no way on earth she's going to make it through college unless she grows some serious ovaries and turns this train wreck around
I'll remember you, he thinks, and as the gun carriage, with its coffin and its dented helmet pass him by, he closes his eyes. Nothing will bring them back. Not the words of comfortable men. Not the words of politicians. Or the platitudes of paid poet...
Once you read something, you can't erase it from your brain.
Carrie doesn't seem to talk about anything with sharp edges. Maybe she's afraid they might poke her and then she'd burst.
And whatever anyone thinks or says, England didn't win this war. And Germany wouldn't have won it, either." "What do you mean?" "War wins." He says. "And it keeps winning, over and over again.
Because our power is motivating, and gives momentum and ownership of changes to those who dream of failure.
