Miming Ro Quotes

#1. Suffering loss isn't easy and it's important to mourn. After that, acceptance makes you stronger but also kinder, especially with yourself, and that changes everything." Ro #Quote by Robin Bielman

#2. But at least this place has dinosaurs. #Quote by Shannon Messenger

#3. Ro trails his hands against the wall as he walks. The archivists look at him as he passes. Ro is good at irritating people; he'll find the one thing you don't want him to do, and do it every time. It's one of his many gifts. #Quote by Margaret Stohl

#4. The trees and the grasses and all things growing or living in the land belong each ro themselves. #Quote by J.R.R. Tolkien

#5. It is the nature of men to build walls around themselves. They think it will protect them from hurt. It does the opposite. The hurt still gets in, but now it rattles around the walls, unable to get out. So you build more walls. You are now seeing the world without walls. You are free, Ro. Free to hurt and free to heal. #Quote by David Gemmell

#6. Where there is great love there is great harmony of thought. #Quote by Wayne Gerard Trotman

#7. Willow leaned forward and laid her head next to his on the pillow. "Is it too late to say I'm sorry, and that I love you more than anything else in this world?"
"Oh God,no,love." With his good arm, he reached for the back of her head and brought her lips to his. They kissed as if they'd never get enough of each other, because they knew they never would.
When Rider finally released her mouth, he smiled rakishly and pulled her hand under the covers.
Willow smiled when he laid her hand over his throbbing desire. "Hmmm, you are feeling better."
"Almost well enough to start Mr. Happy on his baby-making lessons again," he said in a deep sexy baritone.
"Ah,Rider?"
"Yes,love?" He was pulling her down for another stirring kiss.
"About those lessons?"
"Hmmm, I'm anxious to start practicing again, too,love. But at the moment Mr. Happy is a lot stronger than the rest of me."
"Oh,I know,but...Rider, Mr. Happy must have learned his lessons real fast."
Rider stilled. "What do you mean?"
"I mean that I think Mr. Happy cooked something up in the kitchen."
Forgetting his shoulder, Willow's husband sat straight up in bed. He winced, then asked, "You mean you're...going to have a baby?"
"Of course I'm going to have a baby, you beefwit. Did you think I was baking another damn pie?"
"Yahoooo!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, and hugged her with his good arm.
Six men, Juan included, plus two women came pouring into the ro #Quote by Charlotte McPherren

#8. Wild Times
Since Mexico accepted communism as a legitimate political party during the 1920's and allowed refugees greater flexibility of thought, it became a haven from persecution. Moreover, living in Mexico was less costly than most countries, the weather was usually sunny and no one objected to the swinging lifestyle that many of the expats engaged in. It was for these reasons that Julio Mella from Cuba, Leon Trotsky from Russia and others sought refuge there. It also attracted many actors, authors and artists from the United States, many of whom were Communist or, at the very least were "Fellow Travelers" and had leftist leanings. Although the stated basic reason for the Communist Party's existence was to improve conditions for the working class, it became a hub for the avant-garde, who felt liberated socially as well as politically. The bohemian enclave of Coyoacán now a part of Mexico City, where Frida Kahlo was born, was located just east of San Angel which at the time was a district of the ever expanding City. It also became the gathering place for personalities such as the American actor Orson Welles, the beautiful actress Dolores del Río, the famous artist Diego Rivera and his soon-to-be-wife, "Frida," who became and is still revered as the illustrious matriarch of Mexico. #Quote by Hank Bracker

#9. If imitation is the greatest form of flattery,
Punk, don't flatter me. #Quote by J-Ro

#10. The dance took place on a viewpoint level of Tower Four. Each hour, the whole floor would make a single revolution, so couples at tables could see both the city and the ocean. This was by far its lowest-tech feature. The Synth-Bio Club had engineered all manner of plants and animals just for the occasion: grabby little tentacular vines that climbed up the walls, twirling maple keys that danced and spun in the air like pixies and spiralled up from whatever surface they touched, butterflies that dampened signal by flapping their Faraday wings.
None of the students really noticed. They were too busy miming anal on the dance floor. #Quote by Madeline Ashby

#11. Here's a question for you, Ro. Since when did you become such an ***?"
Now he looks at me. Finally. When he does his face is so open I wish he hadn't. "Since I fell in love with a girl named sorrow, I guess. Should have seen that one coming."
There.
He said it.
Love.
He loves me. #Quote by Margaret Stohl

#12. What good is a beautiful dame with a Rolls-Royce frame, and a Volkswagen brain? #Quote by J-Ro

#13. It's HE-RO," the boy argued. "No," the girl insisted, "it's HER-O. #Quote by Joseph Gordon-Levitt

#14. Optimists are usually inexperienced. #Quote by Wayne Gerard Trotman

#15. I'm considering keeping the shutters open, even if people are spying on me at night from the apartment across the street. Especially if they are spying on me. It makes me feel less alone. I have a mental camaraderie with that imaginary person and their imaginary gaze. I find myself performing myself for them and exaggerating my facial expressions so they can see me more clearly, like actors project their voices on stage. I'm miming myself. #Quote by Jalina Mhyana

#16. Separation on the River Kiang KO-JIN goes west from Ko-kaku-ro, The smoke-flowers are blurred over the river. His lone sail blots the far sky. And now I see only the river, The long Kiang, reaching heaven. Taking #Quote by Ezra Pound

#17. There's a clip where he had someone miming me running around from keyboard to keyboard. Oh dear, I am sure a lot of people didn't know what he was going on about. #Quote by Keith Emerson

#18. It is obvious that the aspects of mystery which gather round the word "election" are not confined to it alone. An important class of words, such as "calling," "predestination" "foreknowledge," "purpose," "gift," bears this same character; asserting or connoting, in appropriate contexts, the element of the inscrutable and sovereign in the action of the Divine will upon man, and particularly upon man's will and affection toward God. And it will be felt by careful students of the Bible in its larger and more general teachings that one deep characteristic of the Book, which with all its boundless multiplicity is yet one, is to emphasize on the side of man everything that can humble, convict, reduce to worshipping silence (see for typical passages Job 40:3, 1; Ro 3:19), and on the side of God everything which can bring home to man the transcendence and sovereign claims of his almighty Maker. #Quote by James Orr

#19. I got Soul Power, never took a cold shower,
Never had a girlfriend the color of cooking flour. #Quote by J-Ro

#20. It's amazing he made it through without me bashing his pretty face."

"Aw, did you hear that? Ro thinks I'm pretty! I mean- I usually go for more of a roguish handsome, but..." He tosses his hair and fluttered his eyelashes.

Sophie's lips curled into a smile-without her permission. #Quote by Shannon Messenger

#21. A multitude is strong while it holds together, but so soon as each of those who compose it begins ro think of his own private danger, it becomes weak and contemptible. #Quote by Niccolo Machiavelli

#22. Sir Magnus Donners himself appeared to greet his guests at exactly the same moment. I wondered whether he had been watching at a peephole. It was like the stage entrance of a famous actor, the conscious modesty of which is designed, by its absolute ease and lack of emphasis, both to prevent the performance from being disturbed at some anti-climax of the play by too deafening a round of applause, at the same time to confirm
what everyone in the theater knows already
the complete mastery he possesses of his art. The manner in which Sir Magnus held out his hand also suggested brilliant miming of a distinguished man feeling a little uncomfortable about something. #Quote by Anthony Powell

#23. To try is to accept the possibility of failure. Simply do. #Quote by Wayne Gerard Trotman

#24. Dieu est le point tangent de ze ro et de l'infini. God is the tangential point of zero and the infinite. #Quote by Alfred Jarry

#25. Do me a favor, Ro," Day said calmly.

"What's that?" Ronowski peeked around Johnson again.

"Johnson won't be with you all the time. Remind me to kick your ass later," Day said.

Ronowski came to stand in front of Day, looked at his watch and smirked. "Sure, what time works for you?"

Day looked at his watch too. "Uhhh, let's see. How's five thirty, is that good?"

"I just remembered I'm busy at five thirty."

"So what time can you be there?"

"I can do five thirty-five."

"Damn, that's cutting it close. I might be a little late, but wait on my ass whippin'."

"Will you dumb asses shut up? Lord help us…they've bonded." The captain tried to suppress his laugh. "God, how the hell do you put up with Day's mouth?"

"I got something that'll make him shut him up," God said in a deep voice.

Everyone groaned and scrunched their faces up in disgust.

"We don't want to hear that shit, God. Ugh," the captain said while pouring his cup of coffee.

God looked at Day and saw he wasn't the slightest bit fazed and if he knew his lover - which he most certainly did - Day would not let him get the last word.

"It's all a mind game that I play with God. He thinks he's shutting me up…but when he's finished with my mouth…I start talking again." Day winked.

"I'm leaving. I should write your asses up for inappropriate conduct in front of a superior. #Quote by A.E. Via

#26. You wish to hear the origin story?" "Uh, yes." I passed him the bottle. "Very well." He drank, handing it to Jack, starting another round. "A goddess of magic devised a contest to the death for select mortals. She invited deities of other realms to send a representative from their most prestigious house, all youths. Each one bore their god's emblem upon his or her right hand." My heart raced . . . I had been one of those youths. "These players would fight inside Tar Ro, a sacred realm as large as a thousand kingdoms, harvesting their victims' emblems; only the player who'd collected them all would leave Tar Ro alive. Naturally, the gods cheated, gifting their own representative with superhuman abilities, making them more than mortal. Secret abilities. That's why we're called Arcana." "Hail Tar Ro," I murmured. "The High Priestess told me that." "An old-fashioned greeting. She's quite knowledgeable about the games. Very respectful of the old ways. #Quote by Kresley Cole

#27. You crave winning and fear losing instead of just doing. To succeed you must remove your self-imposed limitations. #Quote by Wayne Gerard Trotman

#28. Anticipating their calamity and fright when deportation day came (August 6, 1942) he [Henryk Goldszmit, pen name: Janusz Korczak] joined them aboard the train bound for Treblinka, because, he said, he knew his presence would calm them - "You do not leave a sick child in the night, and you do not leave children at a time like this." A photograph taken at the Umschlagplatz (Transshipment Square) shows him marching, hatless, in military boots, hand in hand with several children, while 192 other children and ten staff members follow, four abreast, escorted by German soldiers. Korczak and the children boarded red boxcars not much larger than chicken coops, usually stuffed with seventy-five vertical adults, though all the children easily fit. In Joshua Perle's eyewitness account in The Destruction of the Warsaw Ghetto, he describes the scene: "A miracle occurred, two hundred pure souls, condemned to death, did not weep. Not one of them ran away. None tried to hide. Like stricken swallows they clung to their teacher and mentor, to their father and brother, Janusz Korczak."

In 1971, the Russians named a newly discovered asteroid after him, 2163 Korczak, but maybe they should have named it Ro, the planet he dreamed of. The Poles claim Korczak as a martyr, and the Israelis revere him as one of the Thirty-Six Just Men, whose pure souls make possible the world's salvation. According to Jewish legend, these few, through their good hearts and good deeds, keep the too-wicked worl #Quote by Diane Ackerman

#29. Change. Adapt. Bend so as not to be broken. Let opportunity guide your actions. #Quote by Wayne Gerard Trotman

#30. Our plan depended on the Renselaeus warriors being fast and accurate and brave, for they were as outnumbered as Bran and I had been up in the mountains.
I was also, therefore, intensely aware that my life was now in the hands of people I had considered enemies not two dawns ago. Did they still consider me one?
I tried to calm my nerves by laughing at myself; for someone who so recently had tried her best to ride to her death, my innards were a pit of snakes, and my palms were sweaty despite the rain. Bran was alive, I was alive, and suddenly I wanted to stay that way. I wanted to go home and clean out the castle and replant Mama's garden. I wanted to see Oria and Julen and Khesot again, and I wanted to walk on the high peaks and dance with the Hill Folk on long summer nights, miming age-old stories to the windborne music…
I blinked. Had I just heard a reed pipe?
I lifted my head and listened, heard nothing but the thud of hooves and clatter of our accoutrements, and the soft rain in the leaves overhead. #Quote by Sherwood Smith

#31. Thank you," she said as he walked her back to the Healing Center and she tried to make a note of the route so she could find the secret cafeteria again. "Tonight would've been... pretty rough if you hadn't stopped by."

"I know," he told her. "For me too."

"Awwwwwww, you guys are SO adorable," Ro jumped in. #Quote by Shannon Messenger

#32. I usually tug my helmet's brim once, then push it back up into position, but I'm not wearing a helmet. I'm embarrassed to find myself miming the action through sheer muscle memory. #Quote by Barry Lyga

#33. You're in this, like, Ultra Knight in Shining Armor mode-"

"Aw, you hear that, Ro? Foster thinks I'm her hero! #Quote by Shannon Messenger

#34. Well, if you like honesty," Ro said, following him over to Keefe, "it stinks here, too. Everything smells like . . . "

"Fresh air?" Sophie guessed.

"Awww, my girl keeps getting snarkier and snarkier," Keefe said proudly.

"I'm not your girl," Sophie snapped back. "And don't think I'm done being mad at you!"

"Ohhh, a lovers' quarrel!" Ro clapped her hands. "Those are my favorite. Anyone have snacks? I feel like we should have snacks for this."

"That's not what this is," Sophie told her. "We're not . . .
never mind."

Ro grinned, flashing pointed teeth. "If you say so."

"Foster's not ready to face her feelings," Keefe stage-whispered.

"I'm ready to strangle you," Sophie countered. #Quote by Shannon Messenger

#35. They promised me you wouldn't be hurt," he said. "And you haven't been, really. I mean, suppose you'd had a baby and lost it; wouldn't it be the same? And we're getting so much in return, Ro. #Quote by Ira Levin

#36. Take space. It has to be either finite or infinite, yet neither possibility sits well with our intuitions. When I try to imagine a finite universe, I get Marcel Marceau miming on an invisible wall with his hands. Or, after reading about manifolds in books on physics, I see ants creeping over a sphere, or people trapped in a huge inner tube unaware of all the exposure around them. But in all these cases the volume is stubbornly suspended in a larger space, which shouldn't be there at all, but which my minds eye can't help but peek at. #Quote by Steven Pinker