The truth is revealed when you are ready to receive it when you need it in order to move forward to take the next step in your journey. to move on toward your destiny.
Great tragedies have great consequences. They ripple through the fabric of this world and the next. When the loss is too great for either world to bear, Everlost absorbs the shock, like a cushion between the two.
On the bright side, I'm sure this isn't the last time you'll ever get firebombed, so maybe you'll have better luck next time.
I got hard and he was there and the next thing I knew he was on his knees. I mean, I was going to step away, but he me.
We’re stars, you know. Different, distant, young and old, but we’re all made of the same stuff. We all shine just as bright as the next.
When we accomplish one thing, our ego wants to bask in the glory, though our soul is ready to move on to the next.
Excuse me? Do you mind if I sit next to you? This spot has the best view of..." I glanced out the window. "The... gravel roof.
I put my hand next to his shoulder on the door frame, not touching, but real close. “Look, Blondie. I’m not asking you to bottom, just to fucking navigate.
You know how sometimes, your life is so perfect you’re afraid for the next moment, because it couldn’t possibly be quite as good? That’s what it felt like.
One day, maybe not in the next few weeks, but certainly in the conceivable future, someone will be able to refer to me without using the word 'arse' somewhere in the sentence.
It was crazy. One minute my arms were around him in a very platonic friendly hug, the next, I was on fire, and no matter how he much touched me, it was not enough.
Breathing involves a continual oscillation between exhaling and inhaling, offering ourselves to the world at one moment and drawing the world into ourselves at the next...
You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, Pigeon.” “Just remember that when I take all of your money in the next poker game,” I said, pulling off my shirt.
Next time -- we will roll out the red carpet for you in the United States of Arabia, my brethren!
It seemed silly to wash one day when I would only have to wash again the next. It made me tired just to think of it.
The things that come to us easily, our propensities, are carried on a deep subconscious level into our next life. There are no coincidences.
A brick could be used as an identifier, for all those people with no real identities. I’m talking about clones, because just like bricks, each clone is exactly like the next.
None of us knows what might happen even the next minute, yet still we go forward. Because we trust. Because we have Faith.
Why is it women have to bring all this angst into sex? We should be more like men. In. Out. Over. Next.
Wherever you go in the next catastrophé Be it sickroom, or prison, or cemet’ry Do not fear that your stay will be solit’ry Countless souls share your fate, you’ll have company!
People of my age who went to college, go into college, you know what it cost back then? Nothing or next to nothing. At the most, you had to work at Dairy Queen during the summer and that would pay for your college education.
