I Hate Cramps Quotes & Sayings

If your child gets asthma, the fossil fuel industry doesn't pay. Or if there's a natural disaster, the bill is paid by the taxpayer, not the fossil fuel company. — James Hansen

The rosy gleam of his lip, the fevered gleam of his eyes. There was not a line anywhere on his face, nothing creased or graying; all crisp. He was spring, golden and bright. Envious death would drink his blood, and grow young again. — Madeline Miller

Co-dependent was used interchangeably with the term enabler - someone whose life was out of control because he or she was taking responsibility for "saving" a chemically dependent person. But in the past few years the definition of co-dependency has expanded to include all people who victimize themselves in the process of rescuing and being responsible for any compulsive, addicted, abusive, or excessively dependent person. — Susan Forward

Man actually needs the striving and struggling for some goal worthy of him. — Joseph Campbell

Why had he never appreciated the miracle that he was, brain and nerve and bounding heart? — J.K. Rowling

I didn't fear old age. I was just becoming increasingly aware of the fact that the only people who said old age was beautiful were usually twenty-three years old. — Erma Bombeck

Who made God? Doesn't matter. We are not responsible to a hypothetical maker of God but to our maker - God. — Walter Martin

Each day was very much like any other day, because they were alone so much that nothing ever disturbed them. — Carson McCullers

When, you know, when you're playing basketball, you have to have confidence in your moves if they're gonna work. — O'Shea Jackson Jr.

Almost all of them had mustaches, as though they had learned to blend in by watching movies from the early eighties. He wore a white shirt, and the top button was undone; and for some reason my eyes focused on the thick tuft of black hair poking out. I looked into his dark eyes, and he smiled at me in a way that told me he was looking forward to doing what he was about to do, and I started to cry. I slid down the wall until I dangled from the shackles around my wrists, watching through my tears as he pulled razor blades, knives, pliers, and a drill from the desk they had in the center of the room. When — Pittacus Lore