Bachoura Alex Quotes & Sayings

Everyone needs a creative outlet to express themselves, and the arts in school provides that. — Amber Riley

I don't need a hero, Wes." I say again, pressing our foreheads tight again, my thumbs both drawing soft lines along his jaw. "I just need you. — Ginger Scott

Master Dongguo asked Zhuangzi, "This thing called the Way - where does it exist?"
Zhuangzi said, "There's no place it doesn't exist."
"Come," said Master Dongguo, "you must be more specific!"
"It is in the ant."
"As low a thing as that?"
"It is in the panic grass."
"But that's lower still!"
"It is in the tiles and shards."
"How can it be so low?"
"It is in the piss and shit! — Zhuangzi

Emotion is messy, contradictory ... and true. — Nigella Lawson

The wood nymph instructors left me in the dust. They told me not to worry about it. They'd had centuries of practice running away from lovesick gods. But still, it was a little humiliating to be slower than a tree. — Rick Riordan

Why is everything always my decision?" I asked.
Because you will not tolerate anything else."
Oh, I remembered now. "Great", I whispered.
- Anita to Jean-Claude — Laurell K. Hamilton

That's an answer in the same way that ketchup can be hair gel. — Brandon Sanderson

Let the disciple cultivate love without measure towards all beings. Let him cultivate towards the whole world, above, below, around, a heart of love unstinted ... For in all the world this state of heart is best. — Gautama Buddha

I don't know anything about heartbreak, but I think that was something close, and I know the heart only breaks when you've given it to someone else. When you've trusted someone to care for it, keep it safe. When you're in love. — L.M. Turner

I sank back on that couch, looking at Peggy Walker, wanting her. It happened that fast and that terribly. If it never happened to you like that, count yourself among the lucky, and God how I pity you. That's the way it happened to me, and I looked at Peggy and knew everything I wanted was there, the ankles, the breasts, the smell of her hair. I — Harry Whittington

No human being is entirely innocent — William Boyd