Fighting Mad Quotes

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Jonathan Harnisch
“I keep moving ahead, as always, knowing deep down inside that I am a good person and that I am worthy of a good life.”
Jonathan Harnisch

Bangambiki Habyarimana
“There is time for a fight and a time for a flight; knowing the right time to do one or the other can mean the difference between life and death”
Bangambiki Habyarimana, Pearls Of Eternity

Jitendra Attra
“Fighting is the last option but can’t rule it out as an option”
Jitendra Attra, chakravyuh The Land of the Paharias

“I heard ‘naked’ and ‘full of hot air.’ I try not to let that be my first impression of anyone.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“I am always a perfect gentleman. If you ever want me to not be a perfect gentlemen, you’ll have to ask and not be crying when you do.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

Chloe Neill
“Sometimes you just gotta dance it out.”
Chloe Neill, Midnight Marked

“Take some advice from an old farmer. You’re in business now. Take the money. You’d be amazed at how many don’t want to pay.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“I realized that I sat in an empty bar in filthy, wet clothes with a drippy nose, probably red-rimmed eyes, and the most I could say I’d accomplished was that I was now congested. Oh, and one of the handsomest, nicest men I’d ever met cradled my face in warm, caressing hands with soft, sympathy in his brown eyes.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“Mr. Jennings is the one who trapped the fairies here to begin with. If they’re back and wandering around, if they’re loose, then, well, it’s not good.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“That was one tiny trailer when both girls wanted to watch TV or use the computer or the bathroom at the same time.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“Now, where had I heard drinking and brawling before? Oh right, Ashley’s father. Well, I wasn’t doing that again.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“The older lady smiled a friendly welcome that rivaled her preserves for sweet appeal. She could have been someone’s grandmother complete with close-cropped white hair if she wasn’t wearing a worn Grateful Dead T-shirt over a long-sleeved thermal. The 1987 Summer Tour.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“Everyone helping out was supposed to make me feel better, but it actually made me feel more like a screw up.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“Murphy didn’t appear to notice my chagrin, but instead pulled up the hem of his long-sleeved tee to wipe at his face. Since he flashed his sculpted abdominals right at me, I grew hot and flushed. I mean, you could see every dip and curve, including the ones on either hip that made a V to lead the eye to the fly of his jeans.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“That’s not Eire. Everyone always thinks that, but we’re not shamrocks and wee men. You should know the difference.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“Ah, that’s just sean nós singing and dancing. Something to do around the pub of an evening.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“How would we get corporate sponsorship if we were just a bunch of thugs?”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“I love the man,” Megan said as she took a seat, “but honestly he needs to learn when not to agree with me.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“That’s the problem! She doesn’t say anything. She just stares at me like she’s hypnotized, like she thinks I’m a god, but then she runs off squeaking if I try to talk to her.”
“I don’t squeak,” I protested.
“Maybe she’s not looking at you like you’re a god. Maybe she thinks you’re more of a freak,” Fergus mused.
“I’m not a freak.” Murphy jerked his head as if dodging a fly or tossing his hair. “It’s definitely a ‘you’re a god’ look. She practically drools.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“I’m an ass,” the voice on the phone said. “A complete and total ass.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“It was a sign of how worried and confused I was that I wasn’t completely distracted by the sight of his powerful thighs flexed in front of me.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“Leprechauns are not twee beings dreamed up by the tourist board, but warriors of legend. That name comes from the Celtic god of commerce and war, Lugh. Their mission, their life’s work, is to protect the gold. What better way to hide it than to become a joke, a story nobody takes seriously?”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“Jinx, I know you just lost your grandfather, but you straighten out your tone right now or I will smack you one!”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“You are never to drive like that,” I told them. “Even if you are ever wealthy enough to own a Jaguar.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“Don’t know what I’m talking about? Don’t know what I’m talking about!” My shout hit notes that normally only Wagnerian sopranos can reach. “You think you’re a freaking leprechaun, but I don’t know what I’m talking about?”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“No, really,” she said. “We get it. Sometimes the guy just makes you crazy, even if you do love him.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“You could have agreed to disagree,” Megan argued. “Then you could kiss and make up. That could be fun.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“A country road, a gravel road, is a sign of civilization, sure, but it’s just a farm, an easy conquest. Iron means a stronghold, people who can defend what’s theirs.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“You can’t have it both ways. Either I’m Irish and can talk, or I’m a man and I can’t.”
Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“No surrender; I'm on the narrow way! living the dangerous life in Christ. Invincible through Christ; I've got a reason to fight and that's because your soul is of high value to God!”
John M Sheehan, Purgatory; A place of pruning Book 1: Shaylee Escapes Hell

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