Hijole Quotes & Sayings

all democratic societies based on the rule of law, on the Tinkerbell Principle: it functioned only so long as its participants believed in it.48 — William J. Bernstein

To liberate yourself from your own self-judgment is to liberate others from it as well. To love yourself is an act of love for the world. — Vironika Tugaleva

It doesn't matter, anyway, why you like me. Just that you do. — Sarah Dessen

It's really over, isn't it?"
He laughed and pulled me into his lap. "That's the beauty of it all. Nothing's over. It's just a new start. — Kiersten White

I like to do everything you can possibly do before you go into rehearsal, because once we are in rehearsal or on the stage there will be a problem I didn't anticipate. It's really good to think we got it all nailed - of course you've never got it all nailed. — Harold Prince

It is a bird-flight of the soul, when the heart declares itself in song. The affections that clothe themselves with wings are passions that have been subdued to virtues. — William Gilmore Simms

I always think that you finish one movie, you start a new one, and you think, 'OK. I did that last one. Now I've learned. I know how this works.' Then by the end of the movie, you think, 'No, I don't, really.' — Theo James

For if we do not know even how we manage to be conscious and intelligent, it is most rash to assume that we know what the role of conscious intelligence will be, and still more that it is competent to order the world. — Alan W. Watts

Mystery is never more than a mirage that vanishes as we draw near to look at it. — Simone De Beauvoir

The passage from the realm of morals into the realm of religion is but a step; for the energy that we have found so persistent in the soul of man, urging him to purity, and service, and perfect love, is the same energy which, outside and above the soul of man, we name God. — Frank C. Lockwood

Blessed be the ones that are free that have detached from possessions that can possess Thee. — Stanley Victor Paskavich

Just when she was about to scream with frustration he flexed his hips and slid inside her. Her body welcomed him as he buried himself to the hilt. She let out a broken little sob, almost tearful over how good it felt to be filled by him, how hard and thick and hot he felt inside her.
He started to move, and within seconds she'd found his rhythm. Every clumsy sexual encounter she'd ever had, every second of self-consciousness over her body or her own needs, every doubt she'd ever experienced went out the window as she gave herself over to the moment. — Sarah Mayberry