What? Really? And I thought I was just emotionally withdrawn.” She pulled her feet up, hugging her knees. “I’m also incapable going to be your next brilliant observation.
It’s ridiculous to repeat costly mistakes because you believe there is always a next chance. Mistakes may flow, but you have all it takes to close the canals they used!
Oh, China. How I have missed you.' 'And I have missed you, Eliza. But don't worry, next time my aim will be better.
Mothers! They promise you they'll never get married again, and next thing you know you're a bridesmaid.
I still have enough faith in language to believe that if I place enough words next to each other on the page, they will start to speak with sounds of their own.
To fully accept someone or something, means that you understand yourself enough to trust your own judgement and intuition, with this understanding full acceptance is inevitable and the next step possible.
Maybe there's more we all could have done, but we just have to let the guilt remind us to do better next time.
Whilst people have answered questions, I have only heard my own voice thinking of the next question.
Ivy!' I stammered, then glared at Kisten. 'You told Ivy? Thanks a hell of a lot. Want to call my mom next?
Never thought I’d intentionally sleep on a bathromm floor next to a toilet while sober, but I meant it when I said I would sleep anywhere with her.
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.
