Quotes & Sayings About Feeling Validated

She was melting inside. Melting and burning all at the same time. — Susan Elizabeth Phillips

Raki is bad enough, but it's nectar compared with pulque. — Fergus Hume

I have jobs that I've preferred more than others simply because I've gotten to meet and make friends with great people. I've pulled at least one very close friend from every project I've done. — Nathan Fillion

I've always wanted to be a journalist, but what am I going to do? Write articles about which movie star had the fat sucked from her ass and injected into her face? Which professional athlete just confessed to shooting steroids? The last celebrity baby names?" Cara lowered both brows in frustration. "Who cares? — Melissa Landers

Swells, Marina? we ocean, depths, Marina? we sky! — Rainer Maria Rilke

Mac reflected on the Unseelie King and his concubine:
He'd loved her for all time
After he'd believed she was gone
Sunshine to his ice.
Frost to her fever.
I wished them forever.
You, too, beautiful girl.
The Unseelie King was gone. — Karen Marie Moning

... only one man could have been responsible for their deaths: Richard III. — Alison Weir

It is thus that we walk through the world like the blind, not knowing whither we are going, regarding as bad what is good, regarding as good what is bad, and ever in entire ignorance. — Marie De Rabutin-Chantal, Marquise De Sevigne

The awkwardness and embarrassment which all feel on beginning to write, when they themselves are the theme, ought to serve as a hint to author's that self is a subject they ought very rarely to descant upon. — Charles Caleb Colton

He suffered from paralysis by analysis. — Harold S. Geneen

Her idea of who's worth what ain't mine. — Janet Morris

And you know something, because everything that I've gotten - my career, my money, my family; everything that I've gotten and achieved is because of California. — Arnold Schwarzenegger

That's one thing about fiction: you can make the world be the way you think it should be. — Jonathan Galassi

She said nothing for a moment, unsure what exactly to say. She loved him with every breath she took. She would do anything for him. How could she word her affections? Moisture assembled in her eyes, and, to her surprise, a tear trickled down her cheek. There were many things she'd like to say, but she didn't know how. — Rachel M. Greenebaum

The color of this sky, what would you call it? Rose? Flame? Iridescent? The color of angel's wings? Or a huge temple? No, it is none of these things. It is much more sublime. — Osamu Dazai