Indita Mia Quotes & Sayings

Private prayer is like straw scattered here and there: If you set it on fire it makes a lot of little flames. But gather these straws into a bundle and light them, and you get a mighty fire, rising like a column into the sky; public prayer is like that. — John Vianney

Negativity is never an option — Steve Lopez

You are no different in this lifetime than you were in your last lifetime. This lifetime is simply a continuation of your last lifetime. — Frederick Lenz

Give light, and the darkness will disappear of itself. — Desiderius Erasmus

I'm not alone. My friends are inside me . . our hearts are connected! — Shiro Amano

We open five minutes ago," she scolded as he rushed in.
"I know, I know." He pulled his blue vest out from under the counter and put it on, praying that she wouldn't notice the glitter shower that ensued. "I'm sorry."
"Five minutes ago. And where is my cashier? Watching goats mate on the computer? — Gina Damico

Quote is taken from Chapter 1:
A decade ago when Isabel's husband Max had died, they'd moved in together and merged their possessions. Neither sister brought any fussy teapots, canaries, sachets, or doilies, but lots of other stuff had to either stay or go. Looking at the lime green gave Alma the willies. Her suggestion to slipcover it in a more subdued color had garnered Isabel's frosty stare, and Alma had dropped the matter. — Ed Lynskey

You're ok. Breathe. Just breathe. Open your eyes. Come back. It's ok. It's over now. You're ok. Wake up. Please wake up. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. I love you so fucking much. Come back. — Pleasefindthis

Antony was also obsessive, judgmental, and paranoid. — Jodi Picoult

Everybody expects you to be qualified to talk about your films, but in a way, you're the least qualified person to talk about them. When you're finished, you don't watch them at all. — Danny Boyle

When I was a kid the highlight of my week would be doing a fossil hunt at the local quarry ... that kind of thing. — Alice Lowe

Sometimes I wake up and think, 'How did I get here?' — Rebecca Gayheart

Reflect often upon the rapidity with which all existing things, or things coming into existence, sweep past us and are carried away. — Marcus Aurelius