Balciunas Chirurgas Quotes & Sayings

Every journey is personal. Every journey is spiritual. You can't compare them, can't replace, can't repeat. You can bring back the memories but they only bring tears to your eyes. — Riana Ambarsari

Woman is not made to be the admiration of all, but the happiness of one. — Edmund Burke

That character in conversation which commonly passes for agreeable is made up of civility and falsehood. — Alexander Pope

Well, I would never do a study because I'm a practicing physician. I mean, all I do is treat people. — Robert Atkins

anarchy should have no place in the life of man or of the beasts who are subject to man. — Plato

I'm sorry. I don't mean to be so emotional. It's just that it's been a very trying few weeks. My feelings are all a bit too close to the surface and I can't seem to manage them properly."
She was collected against his warm body, his hard muscles surrounding her, his voice weaving through her hair. "Evie, love, don't apologize for being emotional. You've been through hell. And only a heartless brute like me could truly appreciate the courage it takes to be honest about your feelings. — Lisa Kleypas

If he went over the falls now, he might get to the bottom before they did.
That wasn't a good sentence, however he tried it. — Terry Pratchett

She did not respond, only clung harder to my embrace, and I held her with all the afflictions of a man torn by love. What a miracle she was, what a truly exquisite paragon of beauty and virtue so incredibly combined. And all perhaps wrenched from my grasp because of a war I had no real interest in nor knowledge of. In that moment I did not care who won, if only it would end and I could be with her. I would accept the whole responsibility of defeat if I had to, if only it meant a life with her by my side.
I just wanted her. Needed her. As simply and clearly as one needs food and oxygen and light, I needed her in my life.
And above us, flittering tranquilly in the trees above, the finches and skylarks continued to sing peacefully into the fading sun. — Jamie L. Harding