Whatever hypnotizing charms I may have over boys, did not in fact work on three hundred pound girl elves. Not that I would ever try it again.
Those at too great a distance may, I am well are, mistake ignorance for perspective.
I swear to hold my tongue about it till the end of your worship's days, and God grant I may be able to let it out tomorrow
I think it's because it shows that people--or hobbits, as the case may be--can find strength they didn't know they had.
He may have stolen my heart or had he taken my soul? I couldn’t be sure but I refused to let him have my pride too.
He may be stronger, but I'm not defenseless. He knows that, of coarse. That's why he's here. He wants me for what I can do after all.
I figure whatever I choose to create, I'll be neglecting somebody - so my art may as well make me happy. - Audrey Niffenegger
If I don't understand you, I may be angry at you, all the time. We are not capable of understanding each other, and that is the main source of human suffering.
The most important thing I came to tell you is that I want your oath that you will keep an open mind...about everything that may seem impossible.
I don't know why Rachel is the way she is, but I hope one day she will get over it. She may be hiding something none of us understand.
Deep down I think I may be just like everyone else. And do you know what, Harry?" "No sir." "That bothers me.
I just think that knowing about your body at any age, whether it's educating yourself on fertility, getting mammograms, going through puberty - whatever it may be, is really important. I just really encourage women empowerment and being comfortable t...
But, as I say, I was too full of excitement and (a true saying, though those who have never known danger may doubt it) too desperate to die.
I believe fear of what we do not know may be the devil's best tool, meant to keep us back from those we long to approach.
My body is my own," I said. "I may choose to share it with someone, but it's not for sale or for hire, nor is it a reward. I'd rather starve to death than use it as such.
I know you may feel so far that circumstances have directed your path, but right now I want you to know that you do have a choice.
I have always believed, and I still believe, that whatever good or bad fortune may come our way we can always give it meaning and transform it into something of value.
Can I ask you, what is your relationship to God?” “Limited,” I say. “Limited with the exception of spontaneous prayer in times of distress.
May I never, I say, become that abnormal, merciless animal, that deformed monstrosity - a virtuous woman.
I am the coffee, and God is The Barista. Through me, he may awaken your soul. But the coffee knows not what flows through the mind of The Barista.
Odd as it may seem, I am my remembering self, and the experiencing self, who does my living, is like a stranger to me.
