Be young at heart. Remember back when you were young and what made you happiest then. Recapture the simplicity and wonder of youth and make it a state of mind.
He got up slowly, not bothering to curse himself for forgetting the stop where he had to disembark. He was not used to leaving things behind; he wondered how the bus stop escaped.
Guys hung out all the time. It didn’t mean they were gay. But when you are gay, you automatically think everybody knows and wonder if you’re safe.
Is this what it's like? he wondered. When you're about to die? One hand stretched back to someone who cares for you, the other reaching for a place you can't see.
By definition, a 'Sisterchick' is a 'friend who shares the deepest wonders of your heart, loves you like a sister, and gives you a reality check when you're being a brat.
You come from a wonderful family: Your father is the Divine. Your mother is the Earth. You have many siblings. And you are loved.
Insomnia I wonder If those talks matter Few done in the clarity of day Or the many Done at 3 a.m. in the morning
You are a wonderful creation. You know more than you think you know, just as you know less than you want to know.
Is it folly to believe in something that is intangible? After all, some of the greatest intangibles are Love, Hope, and Wonder. Another is Deity. The choice to be a fool is yours.
The dream that wakened me pushed at the veil of consciousness but could not burst through, and I was left wondering what I had known just a moment before.
Sometimes I wonder whether the world is being run by smart people who are putting us on or by imbeciles who really mean it.
And the worst thing was, there were no mirrors out there in the wild, so the princess was left wondering whether she in fact was still beautiful... or if the fall had changed the story completely.
He wondered if perhaps, subconsciously, he was trying to sabotage her efforts by setting the bar too high, trying to keep her with him longer; but surely his subconscious wasn't that stupid?
O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in't!
We made love like two meows having their tails stepped on. There were three of us there, and I’ve always wondered: Who were those two other people?
Some people are happy to exist, and other people are happy to exit. If you’re wondering why everyone is running, it’s because I just pulled the fire alarm.
I am filled time and again with a heart-aching wonder when I think of the fire and frost of memories of the everlastingness of love the solace of family and the power of prayer.
I cleaned out my belly button last night, and I found the meaning of life. Gosh, I wonder how long it’s been hidden there.
When people say they don’t read, I always wonder if they don’t because they can’t or because they won’t. Then I think, what’s the difference? Either way they are ignorant.
Love is like being featherless in mid flight and not even wondering if you taste like chicken. My love must taste like ostrich, because I’m always running from it.
If you’re wondering how I’ll ask you how you’re doing, the answer is silently and invisibly. My love is often overlooked, like a midget behind a counter.
