Well, isn’t this just perfect,” Kyle commented. “We need to go rough up a big bad wolf, and half the pack is already leaving.
That's when I remember if you have a choice, always ask friends to leave in a very nice voice.
Leave it to fate to tease you with comfort and complacency before turning your world upside down.
If Shane had avoided her for years because of a kiss, he might leave the country over a blow and hand job.
When you leave, I feel like I'm alone with your demons.
If your brother can't 'old 'is own against a bunch of orphans, 'e'd best leave off playing 'azard altogether!
A condensed Shakespeare with all of the dull parts removed, leaving only the great moments of drama: ghosts, and bloodied daggers, and dying kings.
Half man, half tree, I have patience—and leaves. Forest fires make me sweat. Let’s go for a walk. You’ll have to push me in a wheelbarrow.
Raw vegetables leave me overjoyed with raw emotion. My love for her can best be summed up with one carrot and a cheese grater.
A tree with red leaves is like an old man with gray hair. Likewise, my love for you was blue, but now it’s orange, and that’s a compliment.
I wear gloves, because I don’t want to tease people with my naked body. I’ve got to leave something to the imagination.
I believe it's time to put our best ideas on the table and work toward a bipartisan solution, with the single goal of leaving the Social Security system stronger than we found it.
I would never really analyse what I do. I leave that to other people - I'm not a critic. I just want to get on with whatever I have in hand, you know? Just try to make the best job of the available material.
The best thing you can learn from the worst times of your life is that it always gets better. It may take a month, a year, a decade, but it will get better if you leave yourself open to it.
I want to leave New Zealand in better shape than I found it. I know the job of prime minister is not forever and I'm going to do the best I can every day to make that difference.
My best friends are still the ones I first attached myself to when I went to school because, all of a sudden, I was leaving the rather pampered and occasionally very annoying world of having three older sisters to go to a male-dominated world.
She did not believe he could have really gone, because for her, to leave the person you loved was impossible.
I had thought that words were instruments of precision. Now I know that they devour the world, leaving nothing in its place.
She knew this pain would fade again; like a sunburn, it would heal itself and leave her slightly more protected from the glare.
The geologist takes up the history of the earth at the point where the archaeologist leaves it, and carries it further back into remote antiquity.
Here then at long last is my darkness. No cry of light, no glimmer, not even the faintest shard of hope to break free across the hold.
