John Quotes

None are so poor that they have nothing to give...and none are so rich that they have nothing to receive.

I hurry to express to you and your fellow citizens my profound sorrow and my closeness in prayer for the nation at this dark and tragic moment.

The greatness of work is inside man.

I love animals. They give so much to you and demand so little. And you can trust them.

Live, love, knowing that we're all free Now that we are blessed in our country And realise how lucky we are

I just wanna do my music.

There's a rumor going around that I'm Miss Goody-two-shoes from Australia. Well, that's a laugh. I'm really Miss Goody-two-shoes from England!

I really love performing with an orchestra and am very excited to do so with the Kalamazoo Symphony.

I love seeing young girls and their parents and grandparents at my concerts all loving the music from Grease when I perform those songs (and yes, I do perform a bunch of them!).

I have had someone wonderful things happen to me during my career and lifetime. Of course, personally, the birth of my daughter is the highlight of my life.

I love to make stories out of license plates on cars about the initials and the numbers - my mum used to do that with me.

It's very hard to get good songs because a lot of writers record their own; they keep the best for themselves.

I love clothes. I don't know a woman who doesn't. But generally women are intrigued with fashion. Designers are almost making fun of us at times.

To me, only that which makes me wise is worth knowing.

One who strictly prosecutes the misdemeanors of others will find not condescension towards his own.

An insult is either sustained or destroyed, not by the disposition of those who insult, but by the disposition of those who bear it.

Labor: a powerful medicine.

The slave should be resigned to his lot, in obeying his master he is obeying God.

Hence it is that old men do plant young trees, the fruit whereof another age shall take.

Thou art true and honest as a dog.

I know my soul hath power to know all things, Yet is she blind and ignorant in all: I know I'm one of Nature's little kings, Yet to the least and vilest things am thrall.

Wit,--the pupil of the soul's clear eye.

I know myself a Man-- Which is a proud and yet a wretched thing.

Dancing is a frenzyand a rage.

Violence is always the last option, but if that time comes, it is the only option.

I’m ready when you are, Lucan.” “Okay,” he said, shaking his head in defeat. “Let’s go get our boy.

Holy Moses on a pogo stick!!

I’m not going to leave you here to bleed my friend dry.” “If that had been my intent, they’d already be dead on the floor.

I’ll admit it to you now, and to anyone, anytime. I need you, Elise. I love you. You are mine. My woman, my mate, my beloved. My everything.

I don’t want to feel anything for you, Dante” “God, Tess. I don’t want to feel anything for you either.

Looking for me, Angel?

Look at me Elise. Tell me what you think I’m feeling,” he murmured, then bent his head to hers and pressed his mouth to her parted lips.

Do I love you? Yeah, God help you, but I do

Someone remind me why I didn’t want to be an accountant when I grew up,” Brock drawled. Niko chuckled. “Because accountants don’t get to make things go boom.

My final historical romance came out December 2005. While I enjoyed writing medieval romances, I was also dying to write something with more edge.

Used titanium hunting knife: sixty-three dollars. Value: priceless.

Would I be healed now if you gave me your blood, Nikolai?” “Are you asking me for it?” “If I were, would you give it to me?

You are pure flame. I touch you and I ignite. I kiss you and I burn to have more. You consume me… like no other woman before you, and, I am certain, like no other ever could again.

Nikolai stroked her cheek, then wrapped her in his embrace. “You’re safe,” he said tenderly beside her ear. “I’ve got you, and I’m going to keep you safe.

I consciously try not to play favorites with my characters or my books.

I love you, Mira…my Mate. My life. You’re my everything.

Kellan’s hand found hers, took it into his strong grasp. “There,” he said, pressing a kiss to the center of her palm. “I’ve got you, Mouse.” “Yes, you do,” she replied.

You stayed,” he murmured... Her softly whispered answer sifted into his hair where her lips rested against the top of his head. “You didn’t let go.

He was the ghost you never saw coming, death breathing down your neck before you even realized you were in the crosshairs.

Pain? He could handle that, no problem; it was the idea that the female he loved was suffering that made him want to either punch something or vomit in the corner.

Jenna.” Brock stroked the underside of her chin very gently, lifting her face up toward his. “Would it be all right if I kissed you?

So much for keeping things business when it came to Jenna Darrow. If this had been a test, he figured he’d just failed it with flying colors.

I want to take my girls home.

When I look into your eyes, one word leaps to my mind every time: Forever.

He was on his knees before this female, and he'd gladly stay there for the rest of his life.