Blogosphere Amnuaysilpa Quotes & Sayings

I grew up doing gymnastics. It requires discipline, eating right, getting sleep, lots of sacrifice. But the pros outweigh the sacrifice. — Kacy Catanzaro

All the kids with fancy shoes or clothes, do you know what I got with a family of nine? When ever we said let's play poker, we had a full team of adults right there. — Julia Marriott

I waged war against my feelings. — John James Audubon

Honestly, as a director, at least for me, if I start doing the same thing over and over again, I'm going to get bored really quickly. — Chris Columbus

Remember that although bodies may pass away, the energy that connects you to a loved one is everlasting and can always be felt when you're open to receiving it. — Doreen Virtue

I was just telling Claire about a guy I met in bread class. I hate him, but he could be my soul mate. — Sarah Addison Allen

The source of our love comes from within. No one out there is that source. It makes sense to go to the source. — Susan Jeffers

You shouldn't think what you're feeling — Death Cab For Cutie

Rugby gave me a confidence. I was quite shy and relatively timid, but it gave me the confidence to be a little bit more out-going and back myself a bit more. — Brian O'Driscoll

I can cook, but I also want everything to look beautiful on the plate - then I get upset when people eat it. Everyone just tears through it, and that makes me sad. It's not a rewarding experience for me to cook. — Megan Fox

Time has scratched its mark all over the Giza Plateau! — Ibrahim Ibrahim

Jesus was God's climax to Israel's story, but he was not bound to that story. He pushed at its boundaries, transformed it, and at times left parts of it behind. — Peter Enns

Will paused for a moment and then grinned, that rare grin of his that lit up his face and changed the whole nature of it. It was a smile Tessa had worried once was gone forever, gone with Jem down into the darkness of the Silent City. Jem was not dead, but some bit of Will had gone with him when he'd left, some bit chiseled out of Will's heart and buried down there among the whispering bones. And Tessa had worried, for that first week just after, that Will would not recover, that he would always be a sort of ghost, wandering about the Institute, not eating, always turning to speak to someone who was not there, the light in his face dying as he remembered and fell silent. — Cassandra Clare