#shades

I don't know if many people know this about me, but I have multiple sclerosis. So I don't have time for a lot of shades of gray. I don't have time for BS. ↗

— Neil Cavuto

#bs #gray #i #know #lot

The Shades never recorded anything, Little Daddy and the Bachelors recorded a couple of records, ya. ↗

— Tommy Chong

#bachelors #couple #daddy #little #never

Most consequential choices involve shades of gray, and some fog is often useful in getting things done. ↗

— Timothy Geithner

#done #fog #getting #gray #involve

As I've said repeatedly, Republicans are very good at describing things in black and white; Democrats are very good at describing the 11 shades of gray. ↗

— Joseph C. Wilson

#black and white #democrats #describing #good #gray

My life would be empty without you. - Christian Trevelyan-Grey ↗

— E.L. James

#fiftyshades-christiangrey #love #romance #life

In common use almost every word has many shades of meaning, and therefore needs to be interpreted by the context. ↗

— Alfred Marshall

#common #context #every #interpreted #many

I love that very traditional fairy tale where it's not all 'happily ever after.' I like all that old school, bloody, 'Brothers Grimm' sort of stuff. So you have all those shades of gray in there. ↗

— Erin Morgenstern

#bloody #brothers #ever #ever after #fairy

All people are paradoxical. No one is easily reducible, so I like characters who have contradictory impulses or shades of ambiguity. It's fun, and it's fun because it's hard. ↗

— Edward Norton

#because #characters #contradictory #easily #fun

And that's just what I'm saying. I would never want to be like certain people, who change the way they dress, go out in disguise, wear a big floppy hat and dark shades. I would hate that. ↗

— Todd Solondz

#certain #change #dark #disguise #dress

Is there anything you won't do?" "I don't know." "What do you mean you don't know?" "I've never done anything like this." "Well, when you've had sex, was there anything that you didn't like doing?" For the first time in what seems to be ages, I blush. "You can tell me, Anastasia. We have to be honest with each other or this isn't going to work." I squirm uncomfortably again and stare at my knotted fingers. "Tell me," he commands. "Well...I haven't had sex before, so I don't know." My voice is small. I peek up at him, and he's gaping at me, frozen, and pale-really pale. "Never?" he whispers. T shake my head. "You're a virgin?" he breathes. I nod, flushing again. He closed his eyes and looks to be counting to ten. When he opens them again, he's angry, glaring at me. "Why the fuck didn't you tell me?" he growls ↗

— E. L. James

#age