Long Distance Love In Spanish Quotes & Sayings

If I am an angel, paint me with black wings. — Anne Rice

Diadem, Cleopatra took part throughout the trip in religious — Stacy Schiff

Why treat the people closest to you like strangers? — Sophie Hannah

(God) being the old man invented in order to, and with whom to, hold long conversations. — Milan Kundera

I think middle age begins once you start looking forward to eating dinner before six thirty, or when you call the cops when your next-door neighbor has a party. — Amy Poehler

When will it stop
the pain
that darkness
that that that
that part of me
that was or Y-O-U!
why can't you fill it
why did u leave
why why why?
love hurts
but so does life — Anju

We are little flames poorly sheltered by frail walls against the storm of dissolution and madness, in which we flicker and sometimes almost go out ... we creep in upon ourselves and with big eyes stare into the night ... and thus we wait for morning. — Erich Maria Remarque

Would you be willing to take a lie detector test?"
"I'm afraid not," he said. "It goes against my religion."
His brow furrowed. "How?"
"Only God can judge me ... — J.M. Darhower

Soup simmering, music of idle gossip, yammering kids, domestic chaos - long adjusted to this rolling scene, you show them your lofty calm. — Gottfried Keller

Hugh was a man who could stroke magic from a guitar as fluidly as he did from her body. A man who tenderly held a child when doing so exposed old grief. — Catherine Mann

We are a little land. And little lands on the borders of a great empire were always hateful to the lords of the great empire. He longs to blot them out, gobble them up. — C.S. Lewis

Don't go far off, not even for a day,
because I don't know how to say it - a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in
an empty station when the trains are
parked off somewhere else, asleep.
Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then
the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.
Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve
on the beach, may your eyelids never flutter
into the empty distance. Don't LEAVE me for
a second, my dearest, because in that moment you'll
have gone so far I'll wander mazily
over all the earth, asking, will you
come back? Will you leave me here, dying? — Pablo Neruda

The history of the development of contemporary writing in Vancouver from 1946 to 1960 is pretty largely a one-man show, and that man was me. — Earle Birney

You can be saved without suffering, but you cannot be sanctified without suffering. That doesn't mean you seek it out, but it does mean you see it for what it is. It's an opportunity to glorify God. — Mark Batterson