Just because you love someone, doesn't mean you have to be involved with them. Love is not a bandage to cover wounds.
How could you get mad at someone who neither needed to attack nor was at all worried about being able to defend? It was like getting mad at Switzerland.
The manager swiftly overtook him, sliding effortlessly past the skinny Englishman, with the practiced ease of someone used to slinking around ailing, despotic monarchs.
Parenthood offers many lessons in patience and sacrifice. But ultimately, it is a lesson in humility. The very best thing about your life is a short stage in someone else’s story.
Take the time to plant seeds even if you're unsure if they'll grow; who knows, maybe all it takes is for someone else to come along and water it.
When I get hold of a book I particularly admire, I am so enthusiastic that I loan it to someone who never brings it back.
At some point reality set in. You realize that you've been holding on to someone or something until you look upon your tightly gripped fist and see nothing is there.
Someone needs to break that rotation saying "grandma did that" or "momma slept around" "auntie did the same" or "cousins did it too" just rotation after rotation.
He's sort of a Svengali... It means someone who's manipulative. More than that: somebody who makes you think that you need him in order to accomplish anything.
Love is treating yourself at least as well as you treat others, understanding when someone isn't good for you and knowing when it's time to walk away...
As someone who grew up in the Bronx, I certainly learned my share of four-letter words, but none are more powerful than nice.
You may think there's nothing very interesting about seeing someone sleep, but that probably means you've never found the girl of your dreams.
Action speaks louder than word but if someone judged you by your tattoos that means they are STUPID not to understand art and missed the meaning of "for art sakes
action speaks louder than word but if someone judged you by your picture that means they are STUPID not to understand art and missed the meaning of "for art sakes
The privilege is not writing a novel, it's to have someone read it. When you look at it that way, you realize the responsibility you have to put your very best on the page.
I was afraid I would see someone from my past who thought I was this big athlete, and then I end up being just normal.
Would you invest your money in a company that ALWAYS showed a loss? Then why invest your heart in someone that has no intention of buying it? Renting my heart is not an option.
It wasn't until two or three years ago that I actually learned that in the end he actually did kill someone. But that was a choice that he faced: to kill or be killed.
If I loved someone, I could never let him go away from me. I would be too miserable and lonely.
Just because someone has been in your life for many years, doesn’t mean there shouldn’t be a point at which you finally decide to let go.
The question why I don't shake hand with someone,A reason is Behind;Scumbags call it Attitude but they really don't know its actually the antimatter Waqas is composed of.