Are you handing me an empty wine glass? You’re so thoughtful. How’d you know I wasn’t in the mood to drink?
I think fiction allows us to sit for a while with people we would rather not meet.
some people want just, to sit back and watch the world burn.
How a member of the church—one who had read the Good Lord’s bible—could sit so calmly and watch a man be led to his destruction frightened me.
You would think there's a natural limit to tears: only so much the body can give at one sitting before it runs dry.
Matt was the antidote to fear and trepidation. It was as if he’d become so acquainted with death that he could sit in its lap and ask it to tell him bedtime stories.
She gave herself a hard twist and fell into a sitting position, staring at me with those maggot-filled doll’s eyes.
Magda was reading a book by a Trappist, in a better mood, and I was sitting on the edge of the bed, fingering my useless map.
And because, most crazy of all, all that kindness, all that magnificence, was sitting there just because of his words
The nutcracker sits under the holiday tree, a guardian of childhood stories. Feed him walnuts and he will crack open a tale...
Thought's a luxury. Do you think the peasant sits and thinks of God and Democracy when he gets inside his mud hut at night?
I’ve had the paperwork sitting on my desk for the past nine months, waiting to be filled out and sent in. I feel like I’ve given birth to procrastination.
It takes a lot of commitment to sit on a committee. Only the most courageous could boldly command all that power, yet remain detached from any personal blame.
If I could store any character quality in a cookie jar, I’d store patience. Chocolate-chip patience cookies. And I’d eat them all at one sitting.
When I'm in pain I want everyone I love on the island with me, sitting around the fire, getting drunk on coconut milk, banging out a plan.
I'd like to sit down with him and pick his brain, just a tiny bite somewhere in the frontal lobe to get a taste of his thoughts" -Warm Bodies
Life’s going to do that to you missy. Gonna upset your wagon, not just once but many times. And you got to choose who’s sitting next to you. Someone you can trust…or not.
If a man is alive, there is always danger that he may die, though the danger must be allowed to be less in proportion as he is dead-and-alive to begin with. A man sits as many risks as he runs.
Her heart is of a much harder material... A diamond. Beautiful, but deadly… And amid people with hearts of diamonds, it is best to remember that no one is exempt from their malevolence. Not even themselves.
We were all serious readers, sitting on wooden chairs at rows of lecterns, turning the pages, united in mutual love of isolation.
Do you believe in Jesus? Jesse looks at me so brown-eyed it hurts.He nods."I do," he says. I sit up. "I think you look like him.
