William tell, William tell, Take your arrow, grip it well, There’s the apple– – aim for the middle– – Oh well … you just missed by a little.
Child" said the Voice, "I am telling you your story, not hers. I tell no one any story but his own.
If you like someone, you tell the truth because that, to me, is respect. If you hate someone, you tell them the truth because what do you have to lose?
Don't blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there's this new club called civilization and you guys should join.
Do me a favor, okay? Tell my parents that I fought well today. And tell them that I... that I... that I fought hard.
Don't forget - no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell.
Tell me you like it, Olivia. Say the words. Tell me I'm the only one who can set your body on fire like this.
Don't. Tell me when, then. And before you say never, take a good look at me and tell me if you see a man who's easily deterred.
All my fans tell me what a glamorous life I have, but I tell them how hard I work and how many nights I spend alone with my dogs, eating chicken pot pie in my bedroom.
Even if it's absurd to think you can change things, it's even more absurd to believe that it is foolish and unimportant to try.
It is an occupational hazard that anyone who has spent her life learning how to lie eventually becomes bad at telling the truth.
You don't have to tell me everything right away, but I have to tell you everything right away? Can't you see how stupid that is?
I shower in the dark, barely able to tell soap from conditioner, and tell myself that I will emerge new and strong, that the water will heal me.
Writing feels safer somehow. I can catch myself before I say the wrong thing.
Have you ever gotten so sad that it actually feels GOOD to do something you know will make you even sadder?
I had no desire to hear another woman tell my boyfriend how hot he was. If I wanted him to know, I'd damn well tell him myself.
It is not, what a lawyer tells me I do; but what humanity, reason, and justice, tell me I ought to do.
One of the problems with being a witch is when you ask the universe a question, it generally give you an answer.
This is a difficult balance, telling the truth: how much to share, how much to keep, which truths will wound but not ruin, which will cut too deep to heal.
Whoever walks in reverse, please come forward. Tell me you love me, and tell me backwards, like a palindrome.
The most fundamental thing about a person is desire. It defines them. Tell me what a person wants, truly wants, and I'll tell you who they are, and how to persuade them.
