The last two elections were stolen. They were stolen and so we will not rest until we reclaim our democracy and this is what today is all about.
It is too late to lock the stable door when the horses have already been stolen.
I detested you, at the moment of my death... My soul cannot move beyond that... As long as you live, I cannot rest! -Kikyo to Kagome
The human Soul will only find its Light, when the Ego gives its permission.
If I could explain a head in a barrel to the King, he thought, I can explain a man in a tanpit to a Bishop. But I'd sooner be more certain of the facts.
In the last camp they all ate grass, until the authorities forbade them to pull it up. They were accustomed to having the fruits of their little communal gardens stolen by the guards, after they had done all the work; but at the last camp everything ...
If a rich man steals it is a mistake; if a poor man makes a mistake he has stolen.
She frowned at him. "Not every man thinks constantly of... of..." Darach grinned. "Aye, they do, demoiselle. Every man, from the time he is about ten until the day he dies, thinks frequently of that.
The air between us crackles like it always has, like it has its own energy or frequency. One of us is going to bend. One of us is going to break.
Everything fits, especially me with him, and him with me. He is the puzzle piece that slides into place in my heart, filling all the sad and empty spots inside me.
Lover of love. I adore love letters, and professions of love, and true, heartfelt moments when two people know they’re meant for each other.
I have always loved Elle. I love her now even more deeply than before, as the woman I wish to share my life with." ~Sean O'Neill
The mirror of life shows you woman or man, But in the heart of the Soul you are neither. This is why Love is blind.
I don't believe in hate. To me it wastes too much time. People who hate waste so much of their life hating that they miss out on all the other stuff out here.
I asked a man in prison once how he happened to be there and he said he had stolen a pair of shoes. I told him if he had stolen a railroad he would be a United States Senator.
I remember Detroit feeling really unsafe, feeling scared a lot. Our house was broken into, our car was stolen, we had to get a watchdog, we would get beat up in the street, I had my bike stolen. There was just a lot of real anarchy on the streets and...
At first, I did not tell you any of this because...you were not supposed to mean anything to me. And later..." His voice became rough with emotion. "Later, I did not tell you because you mean so much to me.
She lifted her chin and returned his unyielding gaze. "Do what you will." His blue eyes darkened to the color of a moonlit sky. "You should be careful, milady, about issuing such an invitation.
Because we have so much eye candy and mind candy, spending so much time trying to pay the rent, all of this conspires to keep us from thinking too hard or taking action from that. Our time is stolen. So much of our daily life is stolen.
When you go to your local police officer, your police chief in the town you live in, big or small, he will tell you the vast majority of the weapons recovered at a crime scene are either stolen weapons, and/or they have been 'lost' or stolen.
Friend of mine, a smart journalist, had his iPad stolen. He couldn't help that - the thief broke into his house. But his private, personal data wasn't stolen, exactly. Donated, more like. He had no passcode set on the iPad.
