After a week he was moved to a different wing and into a shared six-by-eight with a grizzled old con called Alf. He had faded tattoos that stained most of the visible skin on his hands, arms and neck a dull blue, sharp eyes and a thick beard that made his mouth look like an axe wound on a bear. R.D. Ronald
Body is a home, a prison and a grave.
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James Runcie
Realizing the seriously ruthless, venomous habits and agendas of evil always instills a more fierce passion and longing for a closer God. Men, out of pride, may claim their own authorities over what constitutes good and evil; they may self-proclaim a keen knowledge of subjective...
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Criss Jami
The loss of liberty may imprison a person, but it does not confine their mind.
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Anthony T. Hincks
That's for the best. Otherwise they might realize they're in prison. It can't be helped. You women are used to harems and prisons. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>A person can spend his whole life between four walls. If he doesn't think or feel that he's a prisoner,...
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Vladimir Bartol
God's creatures who cried themselves to sleep stirred to cry again.
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Thomas Harris
More Quotes By R.D. Ronald
To whomever swapped my tattoo cream for toothpaste........ well played.
Today I plan to smile a lot, only so people who know me will be freaked the fuck out.
I'm the biggest critic of my own work, but sometimes you nail a chapter so good that you have to take a step back and admire that bitch.
The best writers tend to look the roughest in photos. At least that's the excuse I use for why I look so bad in mine.
Blood began to flow, at first cautiously, as if embarrassed by its appearance; a few thin red lines exploring the gravitational trajectory of its new terrain. Now it flowed faster, steadily staining her pale flesh a horrific red.
