What was any art but a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose.
The woman who makes a sweet, beautiful home, filling it with love and prayer and purity, is doing something better than anything else her hands could find to do beneath the skies.
There was nothing sweet or gentle in our last kiss; it was filled with sorrow and desperation, of the bitter knowledge that we could've had something perfect, but it just wasn't meant to be.
Most of my dates had consisted of some guy trying to sweet-talk me while I silently prayed for an asteroid to crash into whatever diner we were at.
I clench my fists and try not to scream and I tuck my friends in my heart and revenge I think has never looked so sweet.
Those sweet lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long. Good things come to those who wait.
I use Fiction to face Reality And write sweet Stories to avoid the bitter ones.
Sweet talk's like salt. You can add some later, if need be, but if you pour out too much, you can't sift it out again.
If I could tell you about Red I would sing to you of fire Sweet like cherries Burning like cinnamon Smelling like a rose in the sun
Love did not die. I still create your image to my heart every solitary night.
Some people are crazy in love. They are so captivated to where they've lost themselves. Do not be lured in so deep that you lose the essence of who you truly are.
Whenever you get an appetite, you feed yourself. Therefore, fill your belly on wisdom of things old and new. Only swallow the truth, less you choke on the lies.
Speak life. Let your voice be heard around the globe. Speak into existence prosperity, peace, love, happiness. Allow yours words to transcend throughout space and time.
Guard your heart and mind against double-minded pretentious beings. Do not allow infiltration beyond the surface. If their influence travels on the inside, they become like an incurable disease.
Free your mind from the prison of your past. Time has allowed you to grow and develop into the person you're meant to be. Now, you are living a purposed filled life.
Do not be ashamed of your past. Learn from those experiences and move forward in your life. Teach others of the possibilities of change & living victoriously. You are a survivor.
He was smoking hot. As in H-O-T-T, hott. I’d never understood until that moment why girls insisted on adding an extra t. This guy was extra-t-worthy.
Because all I could think about was you, Anna, and how good you are, and what you'd think of me. You put thoughts into my head a Neph shouldn't have!
You are sweet to be so concerned over my love life, but I’ve decided only to date guys who have bigger swords than me.
The American army,” said the Prince of Candia, “has the sweet, warm smell of a blond woman.” “You’re very kind,” said Colonel Jack Hamilton.
Even when the strings are broken in our lives, the sweet music plays on in our hearts.
