Boelcke Aviator Quotes & Sayings

But so often, things of great beauty are full of great corruption. — Francine Rivers

Even though language has its richness the relationship between language and the writer is always like a stone and you have to make the stone human. — Carmen Boullosa

I don't have room in my life for folks that large and demanding. — Dr. Dre

The heart fires off warning flares when something's not right - and hell if they aren't exploding in mine right now - but how the fuck do I stop wanting someone I know was made for me?
The answer's a clear-cut, jagged piece of glass. One I'm sure is gonna bleed me the fuck out at the end . . .
I can't. — Gail McHugh

Fate is a sea without a shore, and the soul is a rock that abides. — Algernon Charles Swinburne

There are only two rules. One is E. M. Forster's guide to Alexandria; the best way to know Alexandria is to wander aimlessly. The second is from the Psalms; grin like a dog and run about through the city. — Jan Morris

I keep telling people: Don't make me the poster boy for AA because I don't know a lot about sobriety, but I do know a lot about drinking. — Billy Joel

It is while you are patiently toiling at the little tasks of life that the meaning and shape of the great whole of life dawn on you. — Phillips Brooks

I'm starting to realize that she's my only real friend in the world right now. I can't lose that. I've tried so hard to play it safe with her, and I thought I was doing okay until I went all wounded warrior on her and ... fuck. — Heather Demetrios

Let Your Inhibitions Run Free — Cindy Smith-Jordan

Cricket removes his hand. I blink at him, and he cautiously offers his arm.
I hesitate.
And then I take it.
And then we're so close that I smell him. I smell him.
His scent is clean like a bar of soap, but with a sweet hint of mechanical oil. We don't speak as he leads me across the street to the bus stop. I press against him. Just a little. His other arm jumps, and he lowers it. But then he raises it again, slowly, and his hand comes to rest on top of mine. It scorches. The heat carries a message: I care about you. I want to be connected to you. Don't let go. — Stephanie Perkins

I just think that particular brand of sexy isn't a woman's best weapon, and it's definitely not her only one. If you reduce yourself to that, then that's what people will see. They won't notice anything else about you. — Abigail Strom