Kecenderungan Penggunaan Quotes & Sayings

Her broken heart had mended and then set like a bone; it was a tougher and knit together. She liked it that way. — Jayne Blue

Also, they don't understand - writing is language. The use of language. The language to create image, the language to create drama. It requires a skill of learning how to use language. — John Milius

I will wait for love to fly to me and teach me how to fly — Bill Kaulitz

When blood is once cold and stagnant, it is no longer human blood; when flesh is once dead, it is no longer that flesh which we desire in our lovers and respect in our friends. The grace, the attraction, the terror, have all gone from it with the animating spirit. Accustom yourself to look upon it with composure; for if my scheme is practicable you will have to live some days in constant proximity to that which now so greatly horrifies you. — Robert Louis Stevenson

What's good in the hood? — Vince McMahon

Everyone wanted to be the best. Best student. Best servant. Best Christian. They got caught up in it, pressing and pushing until they forgot whom it was they were trying to please. — Francine Rivers

The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the trees of the garden, there came through the open door the heavy scent of the lilac, or the more delicate perfume of the pink-flowering thorn. — Oscar Wilde

Cursed is everyone who hangs on a tree. — Greg Koukl

When you've done everything you can to train yourself for competition, you'll sleep well when the tournament is over, win or lose. — Karch Kiraly

We should master fear, instead of cultivating it. — Mary Baker Eddy

I know, now, how I would answer Chiron. I would say: there is no answer. Whichever you choose, you are wrong. — Madeline Miller

Cold, still and merciless
Death comes visiting
With absolute finality
(Page 24) — Neena Verma

I'll go to church if you cut my hair tomorrow. But then you have to let me paint your portrait sometime."
"You paint?" I'm honestly surprised.
"I haven't in a long time," he says. "But I find you inspiring."
"I'd be interested to see your work," I say. "Wait, you don't mean nude or anything, right?"
He laughs. "No. You'll be fully clothed. — Suzanne Young

I have three phobias ... : I hate going to bed, get up and hate hate being alone. — Tallulah Bankhead

He lowered his head and shook it from side to side, giving her a rueful smile. "I find it so ironic that someone I think of as sometimes so brave to the point of stupidity could be so terrified of her own happiness,"
Bree felt the shot hit home, and she couldn't look at him. She ran her finger along the marble topped of the island. "That's ridiculous. Who in their right mind is afraid of being happy?"
"Someone who has lost too much," he moved slowly towards her in gentle careful strides as if he was afraid of startling her.
Fair enough, she did tend to attack him when he tried to corner her, but for some reason, Bree just couldn't tonight. The much too relaxing bubble bath must be making her sluggish.
"Someone who is so used to being told she caused too much pain to others to ever be worthy of happiness herself,"
Bree closed her eyes. "Shut up. Please, Alessandro. — E. Jamie