I'm with him because when I'm with him, I'm free to be me. I'm with him because he's hot. I'm with him because he lets me blather, since I'm prone to blathering, and he lets me rant when I have a bad day. I'm with him because when I rant, he makes me...
Most of the time - 99 percent of the time - you just don't know how and why the threads are looped together, and that's okay. Do a good thing and something bad happens. Do a bad thing and something good happens. Do nothing and everything explodes. An...
There is a LOT of bad news every day. The world seems to be getting more and more crazy. So every time you see some bad news, go do something nice for someone or go create something. Write a poem or a song, draw or paint a picture, do something nice ...
There is one notable thing about our Christianity: bad, bloody, merciless, money-grabbing and predatory as it is -- in our country particularly, and in all other Christian countries in a somewhat modified degree -- it is still a hundred times better ...
--Hero!? Forget it! We're Pirates! I love heroes but I don't wanna become one! Do you even know what it takes to be a Hero!? Lets say you have some meat okay? Now a Pirate would chomp down on that bad boy, but a hero would share it with everyone!! I ...
Sometimes we fall into the negative so deeply that we do not realize our first instinctive reaction to everything is to think negatively or to "look" for the bad in every situation. The phrase "too good to be true" directly comes from this aspect of ...
Do you know, I am putting off ending this letter as though the end would be the end of something I want to hold on to. That's not true of course - just a feeling like the quick one of hexing your trip so you couldn't go. The mind is capable of any se...
a good woman's friends talk a good woman out of being with a good man, and a good man's heart talked that good man out of trying to be with that good woman.. because that good woman was talked out of being with that good man and so that good man stop...
[Tuco is in a bubble bath. The One Armed Man enters the room] One Armed Man: I've been looking for you for 8 months. Whenever I should have had a gun in my right hand, I thought of you. Now I find you in exactly the position that suits me. I had lots...
Bounty Hunter: [three bounty hunters have cornered Tuco] No! No pistol, amigo! It won't do you any good. There are three of us! Mexican Bounty Hunter: [holding a wanted poster] Hey, amigo! You know you got a face beautiful enough to be worth $2000? B...
Blondie: [watching the soldiers fighting on the bridge] I have a feeling it's really gonna be a good, long battle. Tuco: Blondie, the money's on the other side of the river. Blondie: Oh? Where? Tuco: Amigo, I said on the other side, and that's enough...
Chris: How are you feeling, Charlie? Charlie: Good. Chris: No, you know what I mean. Is it bad tonight? Charlie: No, no. I'm not picturing things anymore. Or if I do I can just shut it off. Chris: Well, you know, Mom did say that you have good friend...
Mr. Pink: [entering the warehouse] Was that a fucking setup, or what? [sees Mr. White tending to a seriously wounded Mr. Orange] Mr. Pink: Shit. Orange got tagged? Mr. White: Gut shot. Mr. Pink: Fuck. Where's Brown? Mr. White: Dead. Mr. Pink: How did...
Woody: Hey uh, Slinky? Slinky Dog: [with a checker board] Right here, Woody. I'm red this time. Woody: No, Slink... Slinky Dog: All right, you can be red if you want. Woody: Not now, Slink. I've got some bad news. Slinky Dog: [shouts] Bad news? Woody...
I wasn't even sure I wanted a man in my life again; by that time I'd exhausted the notion that the answer to a man is another man, and I was out of breath.
The truth is beautiful, like you. The truth is you have been made perfect and are wholly loved. Chosen simply because you breathe, because you exist, because of who created you.
She had become so thoroughly annealed into his life that she was like the air he breathed--necessary but scarcely noticed.
I’m just an apprentice, stuck between these borrowed first and last breaths that I was given, drinking water of life, and chasing the fire of knowledge, and waiting to mingle with my eternal and faithful love, earth.
I fell back into my favorite chair and tucked my hands between my knees to stop them from shaking. I sucked in a deep breath, held it, and marveled at my own transformation into a ridiculous ninny.
Do you always touch strangers?” I question, trying to ignore the warmth of his hand and the way I have to remember to breathe. “You’ve been upgraded to acquaintance,” he winks. “This is completely appropriate.
...this beginning motion, this first time when a sail truly filled and the boat took life and knifed across the lake under perfect control, this was so beautiful it stopped my breath...
