It was a sin. Kissing a guy who wasn't betrothed to her was wrong in every way. Everyone knew that. It was haram. Forbidden. You would go to hell for that...
Everyone's life is a mess. We all make mistakes . . . and not just little slip-ups. Major mistakes that hurt us and other people.
But you weren't born expecting that kind of beauty in everyone, all the time. You just got programmed into thinking anything else is ugly.
Moments of quiet friendship are what make life-everyone's life-grand
In a world where everyone struggles to survive whatever the cost, how could one judge those who decide to die?
We must each achieve greater individual consciousness and self-knowledge, and project mindful kindness toward everything and everyone.
They were perfectly suited. They would speak of books the livelong day and night and bore everyone else but themselves to distraction.
They were the best sort of friends. The sort everyone hopes for but no one deserves, least of all me.
To be a saint or a man of too good a nature in today's pragmatic world, with everyone out to get the other fellow, was equivalent to being a fool, wasn't it?
You know, in everyone’s life you go through just trying to learn what one times one is—one times one equals one.
See? This is why I'm not religious. I couldn't possibly keep my mouth shut long enough to get along with everyone else.
Everyone breathing is broken. Keep breathing light into them until the stained glass collage takes your breath away.
And then she realized that after that Christmas party, she didn't really lose anything, except respect for everyone.
It’s not a lie,” Shallan said, “if everyone understands and knows what it means.” “Mm. Those are some of the best lies.
Every man must have a philosophy of life, for everyone must have a standard by which to measure his conduct. And philosophy is nothing but a standard by which to measure.
...solitude is not to be recommended to everyone, for you have to be strong in order to bear it and act alone.
How keen everyone is to make this world their home forgetting its impermanence It's like trying to see and name constellations in a fireworks display.
politicians often had the knack of seeming to know everyone intimately. Either they had remarkable memories, or their secretaries reminded them efficiently.
Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it's the easiest thing.
I couldn't shake the impulse to help him. It seemed that the older I got the more I believed that everyone, homeless or not, deserved to be treated at least like a human.
Not everyone is born a great leader, but anyone can foster core leadership competencies for themselves and become actionable, effective leaders.
