Quotes & Sayings About Nagtatampo Sa Kaibigan

Say, sis... Time is flowing slowly, but it's flowing. — Masashi Kishimoto

If they knew how much you kept inside to keep from hurting them, but hurting yourself instead, maybe they'd love you more. — Darnell Lamont Walker

He thought to himself, I'll never be this perfect again, an idea that made him sad. — Edmund White

Different kinds of tired:

1. All day at the beach sleepy. Warm skin. Wet hair. Salt and sand and green-apple scented shampoo. Bed sheet tides pulling up and down stomach flips into mermaid dreams.

2. Milky tired. Early nights. Wondering if you are getting sick. Medicine light bones. Eyelids melting closed. Dizzy, dizzy, spinning into sleep.

3. Drowsy car rides. Soft radio buzz. Pillow on the window. Pulling on your seatbelt. Waking up and not knowing where you are. — Unknown

I think I was chosen by basketball, although I never really physically got drafted to any team that I played for. — Julius Erving

I'm not saying it never occurred to me to want to write a masterpiece, but I really doubt I could. — Lucy Hawking

I have always stood in awe of the camera. I recognize it for the instrument it is, part Stradivarius, part scalpel. — Irving Penn

It is astonishing how few stories have been told perfectly. — Mark Van Doren

I was simply restless, quite likely because of a dissatisfaction with the recent trajectory of my life, and if there is a better, more compelling reason for dropping everything and moving to the end of the world, I know not what it is. — J. Maarten Troost

Listening to your ego brings your vibration down; listening to your higher self brings your vibration up. — Caroline A. Shearer

It's not romantic and it's a daylight date but I understand that your attraction to me is so intense that you need to keep a safe distance. — Caroline Kepnes

Adversity does not make us frail; it only shows us how frail we are. — Abraham Lincoln

The best promises forever seem to be made by amnesiacs. — Chris Gould

And some of them got caught in the middle of wrong lives. — Stephen Chbosky