Cortez Vogts > Cortez's Quotes

“He is half vampire. He would eat you.” Gatuika splashes her sister.”
― Tricia Copeland, To be a Fae Guardian

“When you expect torture, kindness is more dangerous.”
― D.L. Maddox, THE DOG WALKER: THE PREQUEL

“You shall address me as ‘My Dearest’,’ he repeated in a mocking voice, trying to copy her tone. ‘You will forget all about this conversation when you leave this room.’ It was interesting that tone; it had a sort of hypnotising ring to it.”
― Max Nowaz, The Three Witches and the Master

“If I’m going to do the time. Might as well do the crime?” 
She scowled. “Worst pickup line in evolutionary history. Truly proof you never evolved past neanderthal.”
― J. Rose Black, Chasing Headlines

“   In 1658, Francis Andrew Ransome stole the Alchemy Scroll from St. Julian’s college, my present employer. Ransome was a member of a transatlantic group called The Invisible College. They were alchemists, meaning they worked with matter and spirit together.”
― Susan Rowland, The Alchemy Fire Murder

“I don't think we should base so much on weight, muscles, and a good hair day, but when it happens, it's nice. It really is.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

“He became quicker of movement than the other dogs, swifter of foot, craftier, deadlier, more lithe, more lean with ironlike muscle and sinew, more enduring, more cruel more ferocious, and more intelligent. He had to become all these things, else he would not have held his own nor survived the hostile environment in which he found himself.”
― Jack London, White Fang

“The questions are always more important than the answers.”
― Randy Pausch, The Last Lecture

“A marriage is always made up of two people who are prepared to swear that only the other one snores.”
― Terry Pratchett, The Fifth Elephant

“But love has to be stronger than hate, or there is no future for us.”
― Kristin Hannah, The Nightingale

“Sé que mi familia es así pero este silencio me pesa. Tengo la impresión de tener millones de cosas que decir que, en el fondo, no interesan a nadie. Me viene a la memoria lo que decían los supervivientes de los campos de la última guerra al volver a su hogar: las pesadillas no se cuentan. Los demás no imaginan este género de pesadillas. Se instala, entre ellos y nosotras, una especie de statu quo que parece decir: ‘Estás aquí, se acabó, no hablemos más de ello.”
― Betty Mahmoody, For the Love of a Child