It was like Percy had faced death before, like he knew about grief. What mattered was listening. You didn’t need to say you were sorry. The only thing that helped was moving on—moving forward.
Nobody is good or bad. They are either strong or weak. Strong people stick to their morals, no matter what the trials and tribulations. Weak people, many a times, do not even realise how low they have fallen.
Sun-struck, stuck in mid tropic strut, it sometimes stands as if considering how to cool avian plastic, dive into the mown lagoon of lawn; how take flight on dayglow flap- doodle wings, no matter if it is ball-bald going nowhere fast.
Your life matters. Your life has purpose. You were put on this earth to capitalize on your strengths and achieve your destiny.
Yet, no matter how deeply I go down into myself, my God is dark, and like a webbing made of a hundred roots that drink in silence.
Any artist is insulted by the suggestion that art is merely a matter of recording reality, and knows that it is impossible to explain how imagination can transform not only events and people, but the artist as well, into quite different "realities".
No matter how much you stress or obsess about the past or future, you can't change either one. In the present is where your power lies.
For no matter the shadows of an age, the picture of a young couple in love, we are told, speaks most luminously of the future, as the span of that passion makes us believe we can overleap any walls, obliterate whatever obstacles.
Shame lurks in the pockets of the mind (or spirit), like lint. No matter how brave a face you put on things – and believe me, I did – you always have to face yourself in the end.
No matter our talent, we all know in the midnight of our souls that 90 percent of what we do is less than our best.
No matter how intently one studies the hundred little dramas of the woods and meadows, one can never learn all the salient facts about any one of them.
The duty of the people is to tend to their own affairs. The duty of government is to help them do it. This is the pasta of politics. The inspired leader, the true prince, no matter how great, can only be sauce upon the pasta. --Bombolini
No matter how hard they try, they'll never create anything so perfectly beautiful as what plays out in my own imagination.
No matter how loud the sirens or how numerous the hazard signs, we all touch the flames at least once to prove they're hot.
No matter how many lies you use to disguise it or how many excuses you bury it beneath, the truth will never cease to be true.
Kiriwar: "It doesn't matter. Bitro's gonna sew your eyebrows to your eyelids when we get back." Gunzi: "Whaaat?! Then I won't be able to sleep!!" Kiriwar: "That's the idea, dumbass.
He understood it when other kids were mean to him. It didn't bother him. He simply hated them. As long as he hated them, it didn't matter what they thought of him.
Life on Earth is not the result of a series of miracles performed by a supernatural god-creator, and it is definitely not a product of matter having a mind of its own, of an equally miraculous evolutionary process supervised by Lady Natural Selection...
One day I realized, without God, nothing matters. So, I asked Him into my heart.
The social phenomenon of economic growth is, thanks to the principle of the conservation of matter, nothing other than the physical phenomenon of increasing resource depletion.
Good actors, including political actors, do not deal in unrealities. Rather, they create realities that matter – perceptions, aspirations, allegiances.
