Essaimage Quotes & Sayings

Life is a series of saying "yes" and "no." The important part is knowing when to say which. — Cole NeSmith

Are deepest desires are: someone to understand us, someone to appreciate us, someone to inspire us, and someone to enjoy what we are. — Debasish Mridha

I think camping is one of those things where if you're forced into it as a child, you'll probably hate it as an adult. — Jeremy Irvine

If you're losing the battle against a persistent bad habit, an addiction, or a temptation, and you're stuck in a repeating cycle of good intention-failure-guilt, you will not get better on your own! You need the help of other people. Some temptations are only overcome with the help of a partner who prays for you, encourages you, and holds you accountable. — Rick Warren

I really like Septimus Heap. he is my favorite guy in the story. I should make you all read it. — Angie Sage

To be a great success detect the problem, find the solutions, never complain, but never forget to compliment someone. — Debasish Mridha

A trend is a trend is a trend. But the question is, will it bend? Will it alter its course through some unforeseen force and come to a premature end? — Alexander Cairncross

Try to listen silence of your loved one And you will find voice of Heart and Feelings — Mohammed Zaki Ansari

Travis' mouth fell open. "Oh, hell no. Are you trying to get me killed? You've gotta change, Pidge."
"What?"
"Get a t-shirt on ... and some sneakers. Something comfortable."
"What? Why?"
"Because I'll be more worried about who's looking at your tits in that shirt instead of Hoffman," he said, stopping at his door.
"I thought you said you didn't give a damn what anyone else thought?"
"That's a different scenario, Pigeon." Travis looked down at my chest and then up at me. "You can't wear this to the fight, so please ... just ... please just change," he stuttered, shoving me into the room and shutting me in. — Jamie McGuire

Some instinct made her lift her hand and cup his cheek with her fingers. The room was too dark for her to see him, but she could feel the stickiness of the blood, and a wetness that was not blood. "Little bird," he said once more, his voice raw and harsh as steel on stone. Then he rose from the bed. Sansa heard cloth ripping, followed by the softer sound of retreating footsteps.
When she crawled out of bed, long moments later, she was alone. She found his cloak on the floor, twisted up tight, the white wool stained by blood and fire. The sky outside was darker by then, with only a few pale green ghosts dancing against the stars. A chill wind was blowing, banging the shutters. Sansa was cold. She shook out the torn cloak and huddled beneath it on the floor, shivering. — George R R Martin

I am much afraid that we shall have very greatly hastened the decline and ruin of the New World by our contagion, and that we willhave sold it our opinions and our arts very dear. — Michel De Montaigne

Wonder is a bulky emotion. When you let it fill your heart and mind, there isn't room for anxiety, distress or anything else. — Diane Ackerman

She threw herself on her knees, and raising up her hands, cried the same words in tones which wrung my heart. Then she tore her hair and beat her breast, and abandoned herself to all the violences of extravagant emotion. — Bram Stoker

In scattering seeds of kindness, do it by hand and not by machine. — George Ade

My view is, Democrat, Republican, it doesn't matter, my view is I'm in Washington to try to work with people. — Mark Pryor