Estabas Esperandome Quotes & Sayings

My hair has become part of my identity; it's almost an appendage to me. — Troy Polamalu

I can honestly say that TOMS is my future. I mean I have no desire to start any other company for as long as I live because this is the perfect blend of business and philanthropy to me. — Blake Mycoskie

The blood dried on his good hand, he passed his palm over her hair. It curled about his wrist and sprung back into displace as the breeze fluttered by. In the firelight, it was golden like the dandelions of which she'd spoken. The ones that had grown along the Franklin riverbank in late summer. The ones he had lost any faith in since he'd committed his first murder there. — V.S. Carnes

Dreams get you started; discipline keeps you going. — Jim Rohn

Love must blossom. Through love will grow the trees and the bushes. — Joost Van Den Vondel

When history is written as it ought to be written, it is the moderation and long patience of the masses at which men will wonder, not their ferocity. — C.L.R. James

One simple thought can change the world; think passionately! — Debasish Mridha

I want to own every part of you," he continued, his breath hot against my skin. "I want to throw you face-first across this counter, rip off those shorts, and fuck you hard and fast until my goddamned cock stops hurting and my balls don't feel like they're gonna explode. Because they've felt that way for a helluva long time, Soph, and I'm startin' to think it's not gonna go away unless I do something about it. — Joanna Wylde

Why do you put yourself in unsafe places? Because something in you feels fundamentally devoid of worth. — Olivia Laing

A person once asked me, in a provocative manner, if I approved of homosexuality. I replied with another question: 'Tell me: when God looks at a gay person, does he endorse the existence of this person with love, or reject and condemn this person?' We must always consider the person. — Pope Francis

When all the Self was conquered and dead, when all passions and desires were silent, then the last must awaken, the innermost of Being that is no longer Self - the great secret! — Hermann Hesse