When a needle falls into a deep well, many people will look into the well, but few will be ready to go down after it.
I’m burning in despair Love which you distanced from me Return once again I’ll forgive you again Return, Page 19
Sunshine, if I ever disappear, please tell people that I ran after the Devil, trying to get my soul back.
Freddie often fold me that you've got to be happy when you can, because life won't wait for you to take the time. And she was right.
Quite honestly, there are days when I don’t need a God who will deliver me from the pit, just a God who will get down in a pit with me.
As they made their way to the coast, he bemoaned the hotel trade in the manner, Dorrigo felt, that those who love what they do bemoan their passion the most.
I love you. I’ve always loved you. And I’ll go on loving you until I don’t anymore.
Sympathies that lie too deep for words, too deep almost for thoughts, are touched, at such times, by other charms than those which the senses feel and which the resources of expression can realise.
I think, as you're growing up, your emotions are just as deep as they are when you're an adult. You're ability to feel lonely, longing, confused or angry are just as deep. We don't feel things more as we get older.
Love has no end Love ain’t a crime Deep in the night I hear your heart Still calling mine ……….. Love has no end It’s yours and mine Deep in my heart I’ll always feel Your heart is mine …………..
Stories lie deep in our souls. Stories lie so deep at the bottom of our hearts that they can bring people together on the deepest level. When I write a novel, I go into such depths.
Harry Hart: The suit is the modern gentleman's armour. The Kingsmen are the new knights. Gary 'Eggsy' Unwin: How deep does this fuckin' elevator go? Harry Hart: Deep enough.
Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more!
My stories have a deep spiritual core because I have a deep desire to understand things of the spirit, but yet I don't think I've written these stories from any kind of specific religious agenda because I don't think that would work.
Lynn said, "The blue of the sky is one of the most special colors in the world, because the color is deep but see-through both at the same time. What did I just say?" "The sky is special." "The ocean is like that too, and people's eyes." She turned h...
I am wary of the whole dreary deadening structured mess that we have built into such a glittering top-heavy structure that there is nothing left to see but the glitter, and the brute routines of maintaining it.
I'm lonely. And I'm lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic.
It's funny, most people think that revenge is a passionate affair, driven by rage and pain. But it can't be. Feelings such as those make you weak. They overwrite thought and cause reckless impulses that lead to poor decisions.
She closes her eyes, and I can see the moisture. She’s deep-breathing again, and I notice her hands are clutched around the opposing wrists, nails digging in deep, hard, scratching. Pain to replace pain.
Denial is fear gone delusional. Acceptance is fear given to God. Engaging is fear overruled by God. Victory is fear banished by God.
Darwinism is dynamic. It is about change, not stasis; about process, not pattern; about tales, not tableaux; about becoming, not being.
