Having children with someone is the real bond.
The '80s seem a real positive force. The '70s were deadening, in a lot of ways.
Your bestfriend, at angryness, is your real and true mirror.
It ain’t about keeping real, it’s about keeping it right.
My tears had unexpectedly become real.
You have to get Real, to get Healed.
I've had three husbands, but my real romance is my work.
I was really interested in geishas' work, and wanted to meet real geishas.
A real totalitarianism is at work in the world and wants to impose its views not only on Arab Muslims, but on the West. The same way that they veil women, Islamic radicals want to veil cartoons in the press.
What is the secret of life?’ I asked. ‘I forget,’ said Sandra. ‘Protein,’ the bartender declared. ‘They found something out about protein.‘ ‘Yeah,’ said Sandra, ‘that’s it.
I think,” Jace said, “that you don’t want to tell your secrets, so you decided to break up with Alec because...
Live your life as if everyone will discover what you do and who you are. If no one holds your secrets, there’s nothing to compel you to male choices that are not your own.
I believe there are two ways of concealing a secret: 1. Leave no trace of it. 2. Replace it with a lie. So which option did you choose, Mr.President?
You asked me how I, being immortal, survive so many deaths. There is no great secret. You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all.
If only one didn't know that at the secret heart of all such organizations, corporations and governments alike, it still came down to a finite number of fallible people talking to each other . . .
If you can't be honest with your friends and colleagues and loved ones, then what is life all about?
If a man truly loves, he gives no heed to what others may think. His heart has no room for that, for it is filled to the brim with the unutterable truth of his feelings.
Relationships are all about trust and equality. If one person shares, then the other person should share, too.
Shirtless, they’d stretch out in the long grass and take the healing brunt of a noontime sun that gave no clue of the thunderheads it already, in secret, had begun to breed.
Your downfall is a preparation for your up-rise. If you don’t know this secret, you will remain on the floor, blaming your legs instead of your head!
DON'T TELL YOUR SECRETS. A whisper can betray you. DON'T EVER STOP. They will always find you. DON'T TRUST ANYONE. Not even yourself.
