Romantic relationship is meant to be romantic, which means loving. If it is not any more you may ask yourself why you are still together.
I was told that there was nothing for me but to come here. But, as with life itself, it may not be our choice to come, but it is our choice to leave.
Beso me without desire so I may hear her coo, that grew in you
I leave it to be settled, by whomsoever it may concern, whether the tendency of this work be altogether to recommend parental tyranny, or reward filial disobedience.
Ladies and gentleman, Tim said. May I present to you, our son, Jason Grant!
Leadership. I separate myself from the pack at such a great distance that it may be said that I’m a leader—a leader of one with followers of none.
Cupid and Bacchus my saints are, May drink and love still reign, With wine I wash away my cares, And then to cunt again.
As for Doing-good...I have tried it fairly, and, strange as it may seem, am satisfied that it does not agree with my constitution.
You Stole my loneliness. I may have given you wings, but you've become my gravity. I'll never be free of your force.
I, Kotoko Aihara... Now Kotoko Irie... have finally become Irie-kun's wife. And though this may seem like a happy ending, it is actually more of a happy beginning.
Elise Vasquez and I stand shoulder to shoulder, watching the woman we both feel we lost, and may be never really had.
Every morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity, and I may say innocence, with Nature herself.
Indeed, learning to write may be part of learning to read. For all I know, writing comes out of a superior devotion to reading.
I sell Jarod-shaped earplugs that just may plug up the hole in your heart. My earplugs are modeled after a nude Helen Keller.
I may be wrong, but the essential illustrative nature of most documentary photography, and the worship of the object per se, in our best nature photography, is not enough to satisfy the man of today, compounded as he is of Christ, Freud, and Marx.
A dirty and mean sense of humor first thing in the morning. I may learn to like you yet.
Mars once was wet and fertile. It's now bone dry. Something bad happened on Mars. I want to know what happened on Mars so that we may prevent it from happening here on Earth.
The constituents of tragedy may be universally acknowledged, easily invoked and deeply felt, but the elements of comedy are, I think, more widely variable from person to person.
You may have heard that back in the States there are some people who are smoking grass. I don't know how you feel, but it's sure easier than cutting the stuff.
While I do not believe Ford was wrong to pardon Nixon, the timing of the pardon was premature and may have cost Ford the margin of victory in the 1976 election.
May I make a suggestion, hoping it is not an impertinence? Write it down: write down what you feel. It is sometimes a wonderful help in misery.
