When there's a war, people get married.
If I kissed her now, one of two things would happen. We’d either get naked right here on the beach and probably get arrested, or I’d somehow manage to get us up the hill to my house, and then we’d get naked. But kissing her once, then letting h...
I knew nothing. Now I've seen what a raw deal lots of other people like Krystal get. And it's not their fault. Not their choice. People don't get to choose what body they're put into. Like, people get born into bodies in the middle of a genocide war ...
The way I pictured it, all this grief would be like a winter night when you're standing outside. You'll warm up once you get used to the cold. Except after you've been out there for awhile, you feel the warmth draining out of you and you realize the ...
[Nemo has gone to the boat] Marlin: Nemo! You're gonna get stuck out there and I'll have to go get you before another fish does. Get back here! Get back here now! Stop! You make one more move, mister... [Nemo lifts his fin] Marlin: Don't you lay a fi...
Shelley Levene: Get the chalk. Hey! Get the chalk... get the chalk! I did it! I closed 'em! I closed the cocksucker. Get the chalk, put me on the board, John. Put me on the Cadillac board, huh? Pick up the fuckin' chalk! Rick. Eight units. Mountain V...
Quint: Hooper, what exactly can you do with these things of yours? Hooper: Well, I think I can pump 20 cc's of strictnine nitrate into him, if I can get close enough. Quint: Can you get this little needle through his skin? Hooper: No, I can't do that...
Charlie: What's it going to be Ray? What's it going to be? Raymond: This is a very dangerous highway. Charlie: How am I going to get to LA? Raymond: Course driving your car on this interstate is very dangerous. Charlie: You want to get off the highwa...
Parker: If they find what they're lookin' for out there, that mean we get full shares? Ripley: Don't worry, Parker, yeah. You'll get whatever's coming to you. Brett: Look, I'm not gonna do any more work, until we get this straightened out. Ripley: Br...
I’ve always wondered why love has to be so full of conflict and strife. Why can’t love be simple? Why can’t it just be as pure as two people who realize that they can’t live as well, or as happily, apart as they can together?
Customs tell a man who he is, where he belongs, what he must do. Better illogical customs than none; men cannot live together without them. From an anthropologist's view, 'justice' is a search for workable customs.
I believe I gather strength from the generations of women who came before me - that together we all hold the suffering of the world.
If Isabelle Reagan can take a guy like me and turn him into someone worthy of respect then it's mind blowing to think what she can do for the rest of the world. What we could do for it together. We might be able to change it.
We had twenty eight days together but it feels like a lifetime. She’s right, without her it feels like I’m being strangled and fighting for air. I can’t just sit here day after day wishing I could at least see her face. -Colin
Your ultimate goal for marriage is that both of you—as husband and wife—commit to keep growing spiritually.
God finds a way to weave even your mistakes into the fabric of a brighter future if you let Him.
If you want to see changes in the spiritual tone of your home and marriage, start with your own life.
Dissociative parts of the personality are not actually separate identities or personalities in one body, but rather parts of a single individual that are not yet functioning together in a smooth, coordinated, flexible way. P14
Throw your hands and pull up those in the valley to the hill. However, press your feet on the ground so hard that you don’t fall into the same valley together. Some people’s helping hands became their grave digging tools!
Throw your hands and pull up those in the valley do the hill. However, press your feet on the ground so hard that you don’t fall into the same valley together. Some people’s helping hands became their grave digging tools!
Somehow, even outside the library and our clearing in the woods, we were still in our own world. Everything else could fade away, and he and I would remain, tied together by something I couldn't quite expline. In its simplest term, love.
