Are you sure this isn't a nightmare? And that we won't just wake up? Yes. Because dreamers always wake up and leave their monsters behind.
I leave you, hoping that the lamp of liberty will burn in your bosoms until there shall no longer be a doubt that all mean are created free and equal.
Today and every day, live and lead the memory you want to leave behind.
When the time comes for you to leave this earth, if it doesn’t become a lesser place with your absence, then you have wasted your life.
The goal is to build a profitable business, not maintain an expensive hobby that will leave you in the poorhouse.
No, I don't want you to leave. I'm just grabbing your coat and nudging your toward the door for fun #AHOLE
Whoever prefers the material comforts of life over intellectual wealth is like the owner of a palace who moves into the servants’ quarters and leaves the sumptuous rooms empty.
The true champion of justice, if he intends to survive even for a short time, must necessarily confine himself to private life and leave politics alone.
It is a bitter-sweet thing, knowing two cultures. Once you leave your birthplace nothing is ever the same.
...I have to go home and get a few things done. If I don’t get out the Pledge soon, the dust bunnies are going to be leaving tracks on my furniture...
Hugo headed off toward the door to leave, but the bookstore was warm and quiet, and the teetering piles of books fascinated him.
My heart is breaking," she says. "I want to be strong for you right now but the thought of you leaving is killing me inside.
Every man believes to some extent that the world began when he was born and, at the moment of leaving it, suffers at having to let the Universe remain unfinished.
So these things happen, deep in our lives. We do not speak of them. We hide them even from ourselves, but they do not leave us.
My emotions swirl like leaves caught in the breath of a dust devil, and the only thing I can seem to hold onto is the anger.
If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you slow down? Or speed up?
If I shut everything else out and filled the room with memories, the past could become the present, and I could live there, with him. I would never leave.
My fist is her flag still furled. Take the cannoli and leave the tuxedo - This is my jackleg opera to the world.
I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being, with an independent will; which I now exert to leave you.
My meal arrived. It was a bowl of tepid, green curried water with two spinach leaves floating in it. The waiter called it 'vegetable soup'. I called it inedible slop.
Christians walk as strangers in the world: They are untamed. They are free. To persevere with love, yet untamed by man, is often what leaves that open space for divine revelation when God so wills.
