Quotes & Sayings About Hating Your Baby Daddy

I hated him for making me stop hating him — Tim O'Brien

Looking at these stars suddenly dwarfed my own troubles and all the gravities of terrestrial life. — H.G.Wells

If the world were good for nothing else, it is a fine subject for speculation. — William Hazlitt

Time was made for slaves. — John Baldwin Buckstone

True success is not the end of the journey; true success is a journey without an end. So many people relax after achieving something and they forget the undone. They neglect their untapped destiny and they halt their journey of life not reaching their real and true destination. Whilst we have life, we must live life. Whilst we have life, we must give a true meaning to life. Whilst we have life, we must dare to do the undone; though the road is weary; though we may be having a sense of fulfillment, and though we might have done something! Let us awake and pursue with all zeal and tenacity until we get to the real end of our true purpose and destiny, such that long after we are gone, the voice of our footprints will speak to inspire, build and raise a generation of champions ! — Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

Nothing great can be achieved without great love. — Debasish Mridha

You become part of the family by surrendering your agenda and joining God's deal. — Mike Breen

Perfume counters in department stores, Holly Deblin smells of, the middle of July, and cinnamon Tic Tacs. — David Mitchell

Washington politicians should not be treated any differently than any other American. That's what people are fed up with. — Jason T. Smith

There were no ravens to be seen. Abruptly a fox burst out of the trees, running hard. Ravens poured from the branches after it. The beat of their wings almost drowned out a desperate whining from the fox. A black whirlwind dove and swirled around it. The fox's jaws snapped at them, but they darted in, and darted away untouched, black beaks glistening wetly. The fox turned back toward the trees, seeking the safety of its den. It ran awkwardly now, head low, fur dark and bloody, and the ravens flapped around it, more and more of them at once, the fluttering mass thickening until it hid the fox completely. As suddenly as they had descended the ravens rose, wheeled, and vanished over the next rise to the south. A misshapen lump of torn fur marked what had been the fox. — Robert Jordan

Love is too precious to be ashamed of. — Laurell K. Hamilton

I like baked potatoes. I don't have a microwave oven, and it takes forever to bake a potato in a conventional oven. Sometimes I'll just throw one in there, even if I don't want one, because by the time it's done, who knows? — Mitch Hedberg