Examples Of Philippine Quotes & Sayings

One of the keys to success is to ask questions to people you fear getting answers from. — Robert J. Braathe

Bored with the same type of misery over and over and over again. — Greg Behrendt

My own experience is that once a story has been written, one has to cross out the beginning and the end. It is there that we authors do most of our lying. — Anton Chekhov

Yet if we are to live fully, we must love as though we've never been hurt, dream as though our hopes have never been dashed, and take steps toward the future as though life has never given us pain. — Rhonda Britten

Tis a more glorious effect of power to make that holy that was so depraved and under the domination of sin than to confer holiness on that which before had nothing of the contrary. — Jonathan Edwards

I still feel, as I did when I was six or seven, that books are simply the best way to experience a story. — Philip Reeve

You did too! your eyes begged me, and you can't deny it. You couldn't see your eyes , so you have no idea what they were doing"
A Protracted pause. Then, quite calmly, he said "I think thats the most illogical arguement i've ever heard". — Gena Showalter

I need me some wolf loving. — Terry Spear

The real character of a man is found out by his amusements. — Joshua Reynolds

There are no guarantees with finally being honest and coming clean with people. Sometimes you don't win love back. Sometimes you lose the love you had. Sometimes you crush people that cared. Sometimes you break apart families. Sometimes you lose your career. Sometimes you lose your way of life. Sometimes you end up worse off than you were before. However, you walk away with a heart free from lies, regret and you have closure. Within time, you find yourself in a life that is far from the prison you once lived in. This type of freedom is the scariest road you will ever travel. However, it is the road God will never let you travel alone. — Shannon L. Alder

I knew Chaz was a good guy, if misguided and gullible. He'd swallowed Buck's side of what happened between us, had argued with Erin that maybe I was drunk that night and didn't remember everything clearly. He was probably one of those boys to whom rapists were ugly men who jumped out of bushes, assaulting random girls. Rapists weren't your nice-guy coworker, or your frat brother, or your best friend. Maybe it never occurred to him that his best friend was capable of ripping a girl's self-confidence away in the span of five minutes. — Tammara Webber