I finally understand that it’s okay to be a little afraid of things but that obsessing over them does not mean you have any more control over what you fear.
Og engang skal hver eneste mann på jord erkjenne, at det var i ungdommen han kunne gjort alt, men ikke gjorde det. Engang skal han erkjenne den bitreste av alle sannheter: at livet ikke kan leves om igjen; at ungdom er noe som bare unge mennesker ha...
The bare recollection of anger kindles anger.
If you put any effort into anything you do and have a strong sense of self to the point where you don’t even question your choices before you walk out of the house— you’re a fucking weirdo.
I couldn’t stop crying because it was so intimate, in that way I always thought being physical with him would feel. If someone had walked in they might have thought Henry was barely touching me. I knew the truth of it. He was laying me open and bar...
Considering our states of mind just the week before, it was hard to believe that the five of us could all be so free and happy, so uninhibited, and all dancing at once, but I guess when we joined together and finally opened up, we made more than a st...
I'm barely prolific and incredibly lazy.
Simplicity should not be identified with bareness.
I actually barely ever go on the Internet.
A bare assertion is not necessarily the naked truth.
I barely leave my cage, my house.
Barely grazing, detouring, then connecting.
I'm not an outdoor girl. I can barely swim. I don't ride a horse.
We are stripped bare by the curse of plenty.
From ages 10 to 12 or so, I barely remember anything.
I'm unqualified for anything else. I'm barely qualified for this.
I can barely turn on my computer!
Okay. Then...I can talk. Ask me something." "Okay." He laughs shakily in my ear. "Why is your heart racing Tris?" I cringe and say, "Well, I...I barely know you. I barely know you and I'm crammed up against you in a box, Four, what do you think?"... ...
There are a lot of times the heart burrows deeper, goes tunnelling into itself for reasons only the heart itself seems to know.They are times of isolation, of hibernation, sometimes of desolation. There is a bareness that spreads out over the interio...
I’m barely human. I’m more like a creature; to me, everything gives off a scent! Thoughts, moments, feelings, movements, words left unsaid, words barely spoken; they all have a distinct sense, distinct fragrances! Both a smell and a touch! To inh...
Layer by layer art strips life bare.
