Malabo Ang Mata Quotes & Sayings

Love is hard to believe, ask any lover. Life is hard to believe, ask any scientist. God is hard to believe, ask any believer. — Yann Martel

The reunion, she decided, was an unnecessary and stressful complication to life. We did not need to reheat cold dishes from the past. — Alexander McCall Smith

That some are poorer than others, ever was and ever will be: And that many are naturally querulous and envious, is an Evil as old as the World. — William Petty

I was testing dorm security," I said. "It sucks." - Rose — Richelle Mead

It brings comfort to have companions in whatever happens. — Saint John Chrysostom

Motivation is the spark that lights the fire of knowledge and fuels the engine of accomplishment, it maximizes and maintains momentum — Zig Ziglar

Nature has given us the seeds of knowledge, not knowledge itself. — Seneca The Younger

I am moreover inclined to be concise when I reflect on the constant occupation of the citizens in public and private affairs, so that in their few leisure moments they may read and understand as much as possible. — Vitruvius

I started to call myself a rational therapist in 1955; later I used the term rational emotive. Now I call myself a rational emotive behavior therapist. — Albert Ellis

At the start of first terms, presidents invariably have a measure of goodwill. — Robert Dallek

You sure this isn't going to hurt you?' she asked.
Landry settled comfortably between her thighs, the head of his very thick cock teasing the opening of her pussy. He lifted a brow, obviously amused at the question.
"I'm pretty sure pain is going to be the last thing on my mind," he said. "In case you didn't know, most people tend to think of sex as kind of pleasurable. — Paige Tyler

A good leader is one who reveals to you your own potential and then inspires and shows you how to reach your potential. — Debasish Mridha

In all my experience along the dirtiest ways of this dirty little world, I have never met with such a thing as a trifle yet. — Wilkie Collins

Rose. Listen to me. Run. Run as fast and as hard as you can back to your dorm. Tell the guardians."
I nodded. There was no questioning here.
Reaching out, he gripped my upper arm, gaze locked on me to make sure I understood his next words. "Do not stop," he said. "No matter what you hear, no matter what you see, do not stop. Not until you've warned the others. Don't stop unless you're directly confronted. Do you understand?"
I nodded again. He released his hold.
"Tell them buria."
I nodded again.
"Run. — Richelle Mead

Poetry was a barrier against raw
emotions. It distilled them into bearable
music, allowed one to accommodate them
a little at a time.

Alexander Moncrieffe — Julie Anne Long