Fiorato Beads Quotes & Sayings

He nuzzled his face into my ear. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. I'm so sorry I hurt you. I'd take it all back if I could, but I can't. I will try to make it up to you, though, okay? Please, just give the chance. Please. — R.K. Lilley

Eyes can only capture objects that already seen in mind.
And mind can only see things that already written in heart. — Toba Beta

One night of slavery is too much. — Darren Shan

Instead of trying to increase your metabolism with the goal of losing weight, try to slow your metabolism with a low-calorie, high-nutrient diet for a longer, healthier life. — Joel Fuhrman

I like money very well. It is the means to independence and authority. — Sherry Thomas

The money you attract is the exact measure of value of the ideas you have succeeded in externalizing. — Elizabeth Towne

The minute we get reconciled to a person, how willing we are to throw aside little needless punctilios and pronounce his name right. — Mark Twain

Mary Matalin and James Carville have given me more hope when it comes to love and relationships than any romance book or chick flick ever. — Meghan McCain

Isn't it strange how we move out lives for another day? Like skipping a beat, what if a great wave should wash us all away? — Dave Matthews

Sometimes we receive the power to say yes to life. Then peace enters us and makes us whole. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

We've come to be consumed by a 24-hour, slash-and-burn, negative ad, bickering, small-minded politics that doesn't move us forward. — Barack Obama

It don't matter as long as he can count up to 10 — Sonny Liston

Any old woman can love God better than a doctor of theology can. — Bonaventure

I used to cry to the stars in the sky and begged them to have mercy on me cause I longed for the moment when the amount of pain I felt would be unbearable and I would simply go numb. Numb. The very taste of that word was a sweet symphony to me. A relief. An alleviation in my unendurable existence. A cure. I ached because of more reasons than I could contain. My mother's cancer, my unrequited love, my worn body. The absence of my dignity and innocence. The utter feeling of abandonment. My yearning for love and family. My beloved father who left me. My freakiness and lack of belonging somewhere. My bisexuality and faith deprivation. My poverty, being insolvent most of my life, having no money to my name since forever. My shack of a house, cold and loathed from the very first days. My sorrow and grief caused by my weaknesses and deficiencies... — Magdalena Ganowska