And it's wrong of you to think that love leaves room for nothing else. It's possible to love something and still condescend to it.
When the bell rings, and lunch is over, I decide to come back here tomorrow, and the next day. I tell myself it really isn’t that bad.
I may not be happy with you right now, but I still love you.
... you "met" this Moneta ... or whatever her real name is ... in her past but your future ... in a meeting that's still to come
Romantic relationship is meant to be romantic, which means loving. If it is not any more you may ask yourself why you are still together.
But hope is no less realistic than despair. It is still our choice whether to live in light or lie down in darkness.
Yeah, well all I can say is that a half truth is a still a while lie, ain't it...
Words are the wellspring of the world, and language is the most powerful weapon in the ancient and still unfolding war between truth and lies.
Dennis was present, still present, and this, she thought as she stayed landed against him, was no small talent.
People who cease to believe in God or goodness altogether still believe in the devil... Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult.
Was I happy? Maybe more content than bouncing-off-the-sofa-like-Tom-Cruise-ecstatic, but that’s still happy isn’t it?
Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear.
Night was come, and her planets were risen: a safe, still night: too serene for the companionship of fear.
God creates out of nothing. Wonderful you say. Yes, to be sure, but he does what is still more wonderful: he makes saints out of sinners.
With passions stilled and one's nature firm, all destinies are in harmony; When the full moon of contemplation is reached you will be pure.
Sometimes you can see things happen right in front of your eyes and still jump to the wrong conclusions.
Home is the place that expects the most of you, but still welcomes you at your worst. And she has always been my home, my Merminia.
It doesn't matter to me. We're still cousins in our own way. Blood's just something old people talk about to make you feel bad.
Some grief shows much of love, But much of grief shows still some want of wit.
That first kiss, it still has a way of making us nervous as teenagers, no matter how old we get.
Ruger was over six feet tall, roped with muscle and annoyingly handsome in an I’m-probably-a-murderer-but-I’ve-got-dimples-and-a-tight-ass-so-you’ll-still-lust-after-me kind of way.
