Denfeld Packing Quotes

#1. A friend of mine from New York asked me what I want to do, and I responded with, 'I want to make movies.' He responded with, 'Guess what? They're not making movies on Martha's Vineyard.' Literally ten minutes later, I was packing my bags. #Quote by Austin Stowell

#2. just in case" is the curse of packing #Quote by Alexandra Potter

#3. I have always been a nomad and I have mastered the art of packing! I always say: pack lightly, live lightly. #Quote by Diane Von Furstenberg

#4. Steve is troubled by a lot of things. He is twenty-three, was raised in Virginia, and has the idea that California is the beginning of the end. "I feel it's insane," he says, and his voice drops. "This chick tells me there's no meaning to life but it doesn't matter, we'll just flow right out. There've been times I felt like packing up and taking off for the East Coast again, at least there I had a target. At least there you expect that it's going to happen." He lights a cigarette for me and his hands shake. "Here you know it's not going to."
I ask what it is that is supposed to happen.
"I don't know," he says. "Something. Anything. #Quote by Joan Didion

#5. I never realized how much water a person used until I started packing it up from the creek---water for washing clothes, for washing yourself,for cooking,washing dishes. That's all I seem to do all day is pack water and then dump it out. #Quote by Robert Specht

#6. Hand taste, however, involves something greater than mere flavor. It is the infinitely more complex experience of a food that bears the unmistakable signature of the individual who made it - the care and thought and idiosyncrasy that that person has put into the work of preparing it. Hand taste cannot be faked, Hyeon Hee insisted, and hand taste is the reason we go to all this trouble, massaging the individual leaves of each cabbage and then folding them and packing them in the urn just so. What hand taste is, I understood all at once, is the taste of love. #Quote by Michael Pollan

#7. America was an iceberg shattered into a billion fragments, and on each stood a person, rotating like an ice floe in a storm. #Quote by Rene Denfeld

#8. Dex:
Now, without any more jerking off from you, I suggest you get packing as fast as you can. I'll help. Where are your bras and underwear? #Quote by Karina Halle

#9. This is Winston, our footman and cook," she told Ian, guessing his thoughts. Straight-faced, she added, "Winston taught me everything I knew about cooking." Ian's emotions veered from horror to hilarity, and the footman saw it.
"Miss Elizabeth," the footman pointedly informed Ian, "does not know how to cook. She has always been much too busy to learn."
Ian endured that reprimand without retort because he was thoroughly enjoying Elizabeth's relaxed mood, and because she had actually been teasing him. As the huffy footman departed, however, Ian glanced at Jordan and saw his narrowed gaze on the man's back, then he looked at Elizabeth, who was obviously embarrassed.
"They think they're acting out of loyalty to me," she explained. "They-well, they recognize your name from before. I'll speak to them."
"I'd appreciate that," Ian said with amused irritation. To Jordan he added, "Elizabeth's butler always tries to send me packing."
"Can he hear?" Jordan asked unsympathetically.
"Hear?" Ian repeated. "Of course he can."
"Then count yourself lucky," Jordan replied irritably, and the girls dissolved into gales of laughter.
"The Townsende's butler, Penrose, is quite deaf, you see," Elizabeth explained. #Quote by Judith McNaught

#10. If there is anything worse than the aching tedium of staring out of car windows, it is the irritation of getting tickets, packing, finding trains, lying in bouncing berths, washing without water, digging out passports, and fighting through customs. To live in Carlsbad is seemly and to loaf at San Remo healing to the soul, but to get from Carlsbad to San Remo is of the devil. #Quote by Sinclair Lewis

#11. If I were packing for a deserted island, I would bring sunscreen, a water purifier, something to start a fire with, my sister, and something for protection. #Quote by Gracie Gold

#12. We're done, this is over. I'm packing your shit and you're leaving." I'm sorry, I love you, please forgive me. "Everything is fucked up, don't you get that? It's ruined, all of it is ruined and you need to fucking leave." I'm so sorry, I love you, please forgive me. "You need to get a life." I'm sorry, I love you, please forgive me. "All those sad, pathetic letters." I'm lying, don't believe me, please don't believe me. I loved your letters, I kept them all and I cherish every one of them. "I prefer women with a little more experience." I don't mean it. I don't mean any of it. Knowing I'm the only man who has ever been inside of you makes me feel like a fucking king and the luckiest man alive. I'm sorry, I love you, please forgive me. "It doesn't get better when I come home to you. I hate this life." I'm lying! Every word is a lie. I love our life and I wouldn't change it for anything in the world. I love you, I love you, I love you. #Quote by Tara Sivec

#13. Even monsters need a person who truly wants to listen - to hear - so that someday we might find the words that are more than boxes. #Quote by Rene Denfeld

#14. Death, and darkness get you packing, Nothing now to man is lacking, All your triumphs now are ended, And what Adam marred, is mended. #Quote by Henry Vaughan

#15. Driving a hot car is a lot like sex to me, or a lot like I keep thinking sex should be: A total body experience, overwhelming, to all the senses, taking you places you've never been, packing a punch that leaves you breathless and touches your soul. The Viper was way more satisfying then my last boyfriend. #Quote by Karen Marie Moning

#16. When you get back from a trip, make a note of what you didn't wear. This will avoid packing it unnecessarily next time. #Quote by Robert Powell

#17. Noel Coward said work is more fun than fun, but then he didn't work in the Bird's Eye factory packing frozen fish fingers nine hours a day, did he? #Quote by Paul O'Grady

#18. An empty room holds nothing but memories. At least it would, if I didn't just finish packing up the last of the sadness. #Quote by Jarod Kintz

#19. With all reserve we advance the view that a supernova represents the transition of an ordinary star into a neutron star consisting mainly of neutrons. Such a star may possess a very small radius and an extremely high density. As neutrons can be packed much more closely than ordinary nuclei and electrons, the gravitational packing energy in a cold neutron star may become very large, and under certain conditions may far exceed the ordinary nuclear packing fractions ... #Quote by Fritz Zwicky

#20. Dexter Blake liked a woman with some junk in her trunk. And the tall, curvy chick on the sidelines was packing a whole lot of booty.

She had one of those itty-bitty waists, too. And her cups floweth'd over.

Staring at her chest was practically a religious experience. #Quote by Amy Andrews

#21. People try to make names for things they don't understand #Quote by Rene Denfeld

#22. I've always wanted to tackle the casual part of dressing. Knits to me are always just easy. I've fantasized about packing a suitcase of only knits: You just throw them in, roll them in a ball, pull them out and they still look fabulous. #Quote by Nanette Lepore

#23. I walked over to the paper and bent as the pencil began scribbling across it.
You look OK. Are you OK?
"Liz?" A stupid question. Liz was the only poltergeist I knew. But if she was here, that meant. "Chloe?" My heart started thudding again. "Where's Chloe. Did they - ?"
She's outside.
I took a deep breath. "Good. Okay. My dad's there, too?"
I watched the paper. Nothing happened.
"Liz? My dad is with her, right? She called him, didn't she?"
Couldn't.
"What do you mean she couldn't. She has her cell - " No, she didn't. We hadn't taken them into the forest. If Chloe had managed to follow me straight from there ...
I swore. "Tell her to get to a pay phone. Call collect. Get my dad and - "
No time. They're packing the van.
"Then you ride with me. You can find out where we go, and return and Chloe - "
We're getting you out.
"What? No. Absolutely not. Tell Chloe - "
Girls rule :D #Quote by Kelley Armstrong

#24. Trapped in the bureaucracy nightmare, real families suffer when the big banks and their servicers force foreclosures. The emotional toll on children packing up their rooms and on parents struggling to find a temporary roof is a deep one. #Quote by Sheldon Whitehouse

#25. Back in the barracks, those of us still left were white-faced and very shaky, but we were so relieved that the ordeal was finally over.
Trucker looked particularly bad, but had this huge grin. I sat on his bed and chatted as he pottered around sorting his kit out. He kept shaking his head and chuckling to himself.
It was his way of processing everything. It made me smile.
Special man, I thought to myself.
We all changed into some of the spare kit we had left over from the final exercise and sat on our beds, waiting nervously.
We might have all finished--but--had we all passed?
"Parade in five minutes, lads, for the good and the bad news. Good news is that some of you have passed. Bad news…you can guess."
With that the DS left.
I had this utter dread that I would be one of the ones to fail at this final hurdle. I tried to fight the feeling.
Not at this stage. Not this close.
The DS reappeared--he rapidly called out a short list of names and told them to follow him. I wasn't in that group. The few of us remaining, including Trucker, looked at one another nervously and waited.
The minutes went by agonizingly slowly. No one spoke a word.
Then the door opened and the other guys reappeared, heads down, stern-faced, and walked past us to their kit. They started packing.
I knew that look and I knew that feeling.
Matt was among them. The guy who had helped me so much on that final Endurance march. He had been failed #Quote by Bear Grylls

#26. There's no pain in packing up a life you don't remember. #Quote by Dani Atkins

#27. If I'm going away for longer than a week I take a suitcase and check it in but I'm good at packing light and quick - years of modelling, travelling and living out of a suitcase has trained me well. #Quote by Lisa Snowdon

#28. I love you," Sam said.
Celaena wrapped her arms around him and held him close, breathing his scent. Her only reply was, "I hate packing. #Quote by Sarah J. Maas

#29. News reports can overwhelm us. We can be appalled, we can sympathise. But what is hard to grasp is the sense that, at this moment, people are working, organising - not just at an executive level, but on the floor, in the warehouse. A man is packing a box of oral rehydration tablets; maternity kits are being prepared; education kits are being packed. And somewhere, tomorrow, those boxes will be unpacked and a child with life-threatening diarrhoea will be saved, a baby will be born in more hygienic circumstances, a girl will receive her first exercise book and her first pencil. #Quote by Ralph Fiennes

#30. We forget everything: the books we read, the temples of Japan, the tombs of Luxor, the airline queues, our own foolishness. And so we gradually return to identifying happiness with elsewhere: twin rooms overlooking a harbour, a hilltop church boasting the remains of the Sicilian martyr St Agatha, a palm-fringed bungalow with complimentary evening buffet service. We recover an appetite for packing, hoping and screaming. We will need to go back and learn the important lessons of the airport all over again soon. #Quote by Anonymous

#31. I sit on my narrow bunk and caress my long yellow toenails and stare at my walls. #Quote by Rene Denfeld

#32. When I heard the gunshots, though, I knew - knew beyond the shadow of a doubt - that somewhere in Los Angeles Bette Davis was on the prowl and packing heat. ("Shadows From The Screen") #Quote by Richard Valley

#33. May 4, 1985. I am packing for a short trip to New York to discuss the cat book with Brion. In the front room where the kittens are kept, Calico Jane is nursing one black kitten. I pick up my Tourister. It seems heavy. I look inside and there are her other four kittens.
Take care of my babies. Take them with you wherever you go. #Quote by William S. Burroughs

#34. No matter how far you have run, no matter how long you have been lost, it is never too late to be found. #Quote by Rene Denfeld

#35. Moominmamma had got up very early to pack their rucksacks, and was bustling to and fro with wooly stockings and packets of sandwiches, while down by the bridge Moominpappa was getting their raft in order.
"Mamma, dar," said Moomintroll, "we can't possibly take all that with us. Everyone will laugh."
"It's cold in the Lonely Mountains," said Moominmamma, stuffing in an umbrella and a frying pan. "Have you got a compass?"
"Yes," answered Moomintroll, "but couldn't you at least leave out the plates
we can easily eat off rhubarb leaves. #Quote by Tove Jansson

#36. Do I get to come in?" he asked.
She shrugged and stood aside. "I'm just packing."
"Moving again?" he asked with faint sarcasm. "You used to be easier to keep track of."
"Because I was living in a nest of spies!" she threw at him, having only recently gleaned that bit of information from Colby. "You got me an apartment surrounded by government agents!"
"It was the safest place for you," he said simply. "Someone was always watching you when I couldn't."
"I didn't need watching!"
"You did," he returned, perching on the arm of her big easy chair to stare at her intently. "You never realized it, but you were a constant target for anyone who had a grudge against me. In the end, it was why I gave up government work and got a job in the private sector." He folded his arms over his broad chest, watching surprise claim her features. "There was a communist agent with a high-powered rifle one day, and a South American gentlemen with an automatic pistol the following week. You were never told about them. But you had two close calls. If you hadn't been living in a 'nest of spies,' I'd have buried you. Funerals are expensive," he added with a cold smile.
She stared at him blankly. "Why didn't you just send me back to South Dakota?" she asked.
"To your stepfather?" he drawled.
That was still a sore spot with her, and she was certain that he knew it. But she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of arguing. He seemed to be spoiling for a fight. She t #Quote by Diana Palmer

#37. I almost miss the sound of your voice but know that the rain
outside my window will suffice for tonight.
I'm not drunk yet, but we haven't spoken in months now
and I wanted to tell you that someone threw a bouquet of roses
in the trash bin on the corner of my street, and I wanted to cry
because, because -
well,
you know exactly why.

And, I guess I'm calling because only you understand
how that would break my heart.

I'm running out of things to say. My gas is running on empty.
I've stopped stealing pages out of poetry books, but last week I pocketed a thesaurus
and looked for synonyms for you but could only find rain and more rain
and a thunderstorm that sounded like glass, like crystal, like an orchestra.

I wanted to tell you that I'm not afraid of being moved anymore;
Not afraid of this heart packing up its things and flying transcontinental
with only a wool coat and a pocket with a folded-up address inside.

I've saved up enough money to disappear.
I know you never thought the day would come.

Do you remember when we said goodbye and promised that
it was only for then? It's been years since I last saw you, years
since we last have spoken.

Sometimes, it gets quiet enough that I can hear the cicadas rubbing their thighs
against each other's.

I've forgotten almost everything about you already, except t #Quote by Shinji Moon

#38. My father was gone. I went up to his suite, not to see him, but to figure out if he had been gone or left in a hurry. It looked like a tornado had visited so I assume he started packing as soon as he heard I was coming. I spit in his open underwear drawer. I know that's nuts but I always try to leave a little something for the asshole on my visits. #Quote by Monika Basile

#39. So the dentist took a trip to his local supermarkets, brought seventy-eight brands of cereal back to his lab, and proceeded to measure the sugar content of each with damning precision. A third of the brands had sugar levels between 10 percent and 25 percent. Another third ranged up to an alarming 50 percent, and eleven climbed even higher still - with one cereal, Super Orange Crisps, packing a sugar load of 70.8 percent. When each cereal brand was cross-referenced with TV advertising records, the sweetest brands were found to be the ones most heavily marketed to kids during Saturday morning cartoons. #Quote by Michael Moss

#40. Up 5.15 a.m. thinking, packpackpack. I appear to have accumulated more things. How did this happen? I haven't shopped. Think my bath oils have bred. #Quote by Emma Thompson

#41. I think that a lot of the drive to have overachieving children is defensive - the idea of making sure your child is fully armed against all the other kids, whose parents are busy packing their little brains with facts so they can claw their way into the Ivy League over the broken bodies of their classmates. While #Quote by John Scalzi

#42. For an immature little preppy guy, you're pretty smart."
"An immature little preppy guy?" he repeated in an outraged tone of voice.
"You look like someone who would need a note from his mother to get out of gym class," I said.
"Life is full of surprises," he admitted.
"When you see the heat I'm packing, all this talk about imatture and little will go straight out of the window."
"Is that a promise?"
"You'll be crying for your mama. #Quote by Nick Wilgus

#43. Let's say you have to catch a plane, and you are packing your suitcase and moving fast. Most people would call that stress. Most people live stressed like that all the time. #Quote by Eckhart Tolle

#44. Ryder, open the door!" Branna asked politely.

"No can do, sweets," came Ryder's swift reply. "I'm only a man, I can't help finish packing with you seducing me."

"None of us can!" Alec shouted. "You all sunk to a new low, using our own cocks against us. You should be ashamed."

We should be ashamed?

"You used our love for an innocent dog to get us outside! You said he ran out!" I snapped.

Alec cackled. "That was your mistake."

"What was?" I growled.

"Believing Storm would willingly run anywhere."

All the lads burst into laughter.

"Bastards!" I yelled. #Quote by L.A. Casey