#catherine

Russian Communism is the illegitimate child of Karl Marx and Catherine the Great. ↗

— Clement Attlee

#child #communism #great #illegitimate #karl

I want to be a blonde vampire. Catherine Deneuve was a blonde vampire, and she was my favourite vampire ever. ↗

— Radha Mitchell

#catherine #ever #favourite #i #she

I'm very close with Bob and his lovely, fabulous wife Catherine, too. ↗

— Sally Kellerman

#catherine #close #fabulous #his #i

I don't think I had a Catherine Bach poster, but I know a lot of my friends desecrated those, big time. ↗

— Sean William Scott

#big #big time #catherine #friends #had

I made sure no butt cheek hung out. You know, the original Daisy, Catherine Bach's shorts were shorter than mine. ↗

— Jessica Simpson

#catherine #cheek #daisy #hung #i

Sighing, she headed back to work. She braced herself to lift the heavy lid of yet another trunk. The sight inside curled a small smile onto her lips, as it had with every trunk she’d pried open this morning. Books. More beautiful, precious books. ↗

— Catherine LaRoche

#catherine-laroche #master-of-love #beauty

My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being. ↗

— Emily Brontë

#constancy #heathcliff #love #love

Cat, hmmm? From where I sit you look more like a Kitten." My head jerked around and I shot him an annoyed look. Oh, I was going to enjoy this, all right. "It's Cat," I repeated firmly. "Cat Raven." "Whatever you say, Kitten Tweedy. ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#cat-crawfield #catherine-crawfield #funny #halfway-to-the-grave #humor

You either trust me or you don't. I've never let you down, and I won't walk away unless you make me. Period. Now, unless you have a real emergency, I'd like to get back to my vacation. And my corpse, thanks. ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#cat-crawfield #catherine-crawfield #funny #humor #jeaniene-frost

But I begin to fancy you don't like me. How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me. (Catherine Linton, nee Earnshaw) ↗

— Emily Brontë

#vanity #love