Pick Quotes

“It's good to let God pick a man for you. We don't do so well when we pick them ourselves. They end up lipsticks in a drawer, all those wrong colors you thought looked so good in the package.”
― Deb Caletti, The Queen of Everything

“I think of you only twice a day - when I am alone and when I am with someone else.”
― Amit Kalantri, I Love You Too

“When the brain becomes too tired, the mind stops decrypting the perceptions in our mental world and surrenders willingly to the unguarded moments of life.
For some time, the safeguards of our thinking pattern weaken and discontinue the decoding of the chips of daily reality.
The mind picks the instants which are above suspicion, pure and innocent. ("Uber alle Gipfeln ist Ruh" )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“I always have many roads to travel, but I take the one which leads to you.”
― Amit Kalantri, I Love You Too

“I have a question for you. "If your shadow is the second most beautiful thing in the world, which is the first?".”
― Amit Kalantri, I Love You Too

“When you optimize your talents very well, you can pick money from people's pockets and nobody will ever get the guts to call you a thief.”
― Israelmore Ayivor

“I wonder if you know how special you are; I wonder if you know how precious you are; I wonder if you know how lucky I am to have you in my life; I love you so much.”
― Hassan Ali

“There is no cosmetic to gain a beauty like yours.”
― Amit Kalantri, I Love You Too

“Be worried if you always flock in the company of people who peel off other people's skins with their teeth in their absence. A time will come when they'll try to pick a bite on you too!”
― Israelmore Ayivor, Daily Drive 365

“Believe me when I say:
'Out of all those around,
she’s the best locksmith in town.'
Her stethoscope ears
know when the dials of your heart
click into place.
She’s been cutting keys for years.
You don’t stand a chance
with that flimsy case.
Alas, no matter how
you lock your heart—
bolt, fixture, and
key—
she’s got nimble fingers
that pick locks for
free.
Padlocks and deadbolts
are all in vain.
Why do you even bother
with that chain?
She’s way too smart.
Along with ours, she’ll have
your heart.
And you will see
that the best locksmith in town
is she.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Going somewhere?” Tamlin asked. His voice was not entirely of this world.
I suppressed a shudder. “Midnight snack,” I said, and I was keenly aware of every movement, every breath I took as I neared him.
His bare chest was painted with whorls of dark blue woad, and from the smudges in the paint, I knew exactly where he’d been touched. I tried not to notice that they descended past his muscled midriff.
I was about to pass him when he grabbed me, so fast that I didn’t see anything until he had me pinned against the wall. The cookie dropped from my hand as he grasped my wrists. “I smelled you,” he breathed, his painted chest rising and falling so close to mine. “I searched for you, and you weren’t there.”
He reeked of magic. When I looked into his eyes, remnants of power flickered there. No kindness, none of the wry humor and gentle reprimands. The Tamlin I knew was gone.
“Let go,” I said as evenly as I could, but his claws punched out, imbedding in the wood above my hands. Still riding the magic, he was half-wild.
“You drove me mad,” he growled, and the sound trembled down my neck, along my breasts until they ached. “I searched for you, and you weren’t there. When I didn’t find you,” he said, bringing his face closer to mine, until we shared breath, “it made me pick another.”
I couldn’t escape. I wasn’t entirely sure that I wanted to.
“She asked me not to be gentle with her, either,” he snarled, his teeth bright in the moonlight. He brought his lips to my ear. “I would have been gentle with you, though.” I shuddered as I closed my eyes. Every inch of my body went taut as his words echoed through me. “I would have had you moaning my name throughout it all. And I would have taken a very, very long time, Feyre.” He said my name like a caress, and his hot breath tickled my ear. My back arched slightly.
He ripped his claws free from the wall, and my knees buckled as he let go. I grasped the wall to keep from sinking to the floor, to keep from grabbing him—to strike or caress, I didn’t know. I opened my eyes. He still smiled—smiled like an animal.
“Why should I want someone’s leftovers?” I said, making to push him away. He grabbed my hands again and bit my neck.
I cried out as his teeth clamped onto the tender spot where my neck met my shoulder. I couldn’t move—couldn’t think, and my world narrowed to the feeling of his lips and teeth against my skin. He didn’t pierce my flesh, but rather bit to keep me pinned. The push of his body against mine, the hard and the soft, made me see red—see lightning, made me grind my hips against his. I should hate him—hate him for his stupid ritual, for the female he’d been with tonight …
His bite lightened, and his tongue caressed the places his teeth had been. He didn’t move—he just remained in that spot, kissing my neck. Intently, territorially, lazily. Heat pounded between my legs, and as he ground his body against me, against every aching spot, a moan slipped past my lips.
He jerked away. The air was bitingly cold against my freed skin, and I panted as he stared at me. “Don’t ever disobey me again,” he said, his voice a deep purr that ricocheted through me, awakening everything and lulling it into complicity.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“With you as an inspiration, a painter will create his best painting, a writer will write his best literature and a poet will create his best poetry.”
― Amit Kalantri, I Love You Too

“I am sure that God has given all his time in making you, the remaining human race has been created in haste.”
― Amit Kalantri, I Love You Too

“The Earth must have done some noble work; that is why you were born here and not in the ocean among the fishes and not in the sky among the birds.”
― Amit Kalantri, I Love You Too

“How do you walk into someone's life again after twenty-eight years? How do you pick up, when you were too young to know where you left off.”
― Jodi Picoult, Vanishing Acts

“I think poverty is not the worst thing in the world, blindness is, because blind people cannot see your beauty.”
― Amit Kalantri, I Love You Too

“I held my son up so that we were facing eye to eye. "We need to have words, young man. You can't keep doing this. Waking up before Daddy gets his boom-boom is just not cool.”
― Linda Kage, Be My Hero

“You might say that you've finally earned the wisdom.
Actually, it's the wisdom that has found and formed you.”
― Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity

“On the table of consciousness, don't pick up the sugar-coated or well-seasoned lies by mistake. The truth has natural flavors.”
― Jeffrey G. Duarte

“Smart people pick smart friends.”
― Steven Magee

“Pick up the pieces, put it into sizes and your reward would be prizes.”
― Seun Ayilara

“It is sad that you pick a partner, have kids and then watch the person you planned to spend the rest of your life with fall apart.”
― Steven Magee

“Environment provides us with many cultures. From each we identify our beliefs that give us our values. From our values we pick up our choices and our choices bring out our character. Our characters make us to lead!”
― Israelmore Ayivor, Leaders' Watchwords

“Hire a lesser-qualified, but motivated person over a highly-skilled, non-motivated person...EVERY.DAY.”
― Richie Norton

“Between love and pride, pick love.”
― Walter Wangerin Jr., Paul

“What I can say for sure is that pick up works... what's awful that we as society we the most fragiled species and we need fix some inner bullshit problem in us.”
― Deyth Banger

“THE TRUTH IS PATH YOU JUST PICK FOR SOMEONE ELSE’S PATH FIRST.”
― DIPTI DHAKUL

“Pick up the pieces and put it into sizes, and your reward would be prizes.”
― Seun Ayilara

“I know if I fall down, compassion will pick me up.”
― Steven Magee

“You can’t pick your parents or your grandparents, but you can pick your children’s parents and grandparents. I don’t have kids yet, but I think it’s failing some kind of morality test to give them Deborah as a grandmother.”
― Sarah Hogle, You Deserve Each Other