An aphorism needn't be true, but it should sound true.
True friendship does not require constant communication because your consistent trust in a true friend is always constant.
…it argues that true love will triumph in the end (which may or may not be true) but if it’s a lie, it’s the most beautiful lie we have!
Does a caterpillar sit on the same leaf when it's a butterfly? No! It goes for a little fly and sees something of the world. Does the tadpole stay in the same pond once it's a frog? No! It stretches its legs, goes for a jump, explores other waters. D...
Where ego comes in, loving kindness departs. So wherever there is ego, there is very little space for true bliss and true happiness because true bliss and true happiness isn't exclusive to the attachments the ego enjoys playing with, but rather a fre...
The pine stays green in winter... wisdom in hardship.
An idiot is eloquent when he stays silent.
Because of their figure, vain women stay cold.
Do not stay too long when the husband is not home.
I have so much hate that it has turned into love.
Stay strong. Stand up. Have a voice.
It is good to stay in a peaceful poverty than to stay in a painful wealth.
Exciting cities stay exciting, and boring cities stay boring.
I have never known the time when I did not wear stays. My stays are part of me.
Ava: Will you stay here? Caleb: Stay here? AVA!
Music's staying power is a function of how timeless the lyrics, song and production are.
There is no better sale than when you give a true friend what he needs.
Pure mathematics consists entirely of assertions to the effect that, if such and such a proposition is true of anything, then such and such another proposition is true of that thing. It is essential not to discuss whether the first proposition is rea...
Victor had always said that most of the time happiness crept up on you when you were doing something else. He also said no happiness was ever wasted, because every happiness stays with you, and you can revisit it in your memory any time you're sad, o...
Jacob wrote that the true poet ‘is like a man who is happy anywhere, in endless measure, if he is allowed to look at leaves and grass, to see the sun rise and set. The false poet travels abroad in strange countries and hopes to be uplifted by the m...
Well I'm not kissing the mundane," said Jace. "I'd rather stay down here and rot." "Forever?" said Simon. "Forever is an awfully long time." Jace raised his eyebrows, "I knew it," he said, "you want to kiss me, don't you?" Simon threw his hands up in...
