Names Butterflies Quotes & Sayings

But Shia scholars would maintain that Muhammad had long before made the divinely guided choice of his closest male relative - his son-in-law Ali - as his successor. He had done so many times, in public, they would say, and if Ali's enemies had not thwarted the Prophet's will, he would certainly have done so again, one last time, as he lay dying in that small chamber alongside the mosque. — Anonymous

Why bother with a cunning plan when a simple one will do? — Terry Pratchett

Space and heaven are looking at you with billions of eyes just to appreciate the beauty of life. — Debasish Mridha

I went to Bergdorf Goodman as an assistant in the fashion office and that was really my first exposure into the world of retail. Dawn Mello was president at the time and she had just left Gucci where she found Tom Ford. — Roopal Patel

Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood that fears a painted devil — William Shakespeare

None of the harvest tales started out as parasites. They were the most powerful pieces of the narrative, once upon a time. We fought back, turned them tame, gave them names and labels that pinned them like butterflies in the textbooks of religious studies professors and folklore teachers all around the world. — Seanan McGuire

Marriage is a relationship that is made holy, or sacramental, when it reflects the life-giving, self-sacrificing love of Jesus. — Rachel Held Evans

Virtual Reality is going to be an important technology. I am pretty confident about this. — Mark Zuckerberg

Greeks have a sense about wine and coffee. — Vanessa Star

I know that there is no such thing as death, because our spirit has always been alive and always will be. We are as eternal as God who created us. — Sylvia Browne

He was comparing you to the butterflies that you both adore and cherish, and he said you were special for the same reasons: you were rare, exotic and entirely you. He said you're beautiful exactly the way are now. — Cecelia Ahern

But. . . you said we were going to play Parcheezi. . . — Meg Cabot

One day," she said, "I'll catch dreams like butterflies."
"And then what?" he asked.
"Then I'll put them between the pages of big, fat books and press them until they're words."
"Suppose there's someone who never dreams of anything but you?"
"Maybe then we're both words in a book. Two names among all the others. — Kai Meyer

In her eyes shone the sweetness of melancholy. — Virginia Woolf

When I try to describe how I feel when you hold me, I get butterflies, I hear lullabies, it's hard to explain
like the scent of a rose or the sound of the rain. It's too precious and too wonderful to give it a name. — Christina Aguilera

Give a child enough rope and he will trip you up. — Laurence J. Peter

The things I wanted to do from a very early age - ie. get married and have children - precluded a lot of guys my own age from wanting to have anything to do with me. — Talulah Riley

I don't see what's so good about being genuine. Clog dancing is genuine. Isn't being fake more of an achievement? At least it takes some inspiration. Like, sherbet dips, they're a special food. Think of all the additives and coloring and grinding that it takes to create a sherbet dip. But carrots? They're just out there, shrieking, "Hi, we're some carrots! Love us for it!" They never have to prove themselves. — Emma Forrest

She opened her eyes slowly and saw that a pale lavender moth had come to a rest on the back of her hand. She watched it from her pillow, wondering if it was real. It reminded her of her husband Matt's favorite T-shirt, which she'd hidden in a bag of sewing, unable to throw it away. It had a large faded moth on the front, the logo of a cover band out of Athens called the Mothballs.
That T-shirt, that moth, always brought back a strange memory of when she was a child. She used to draw tattoos of butterflies on her arms with Magic Markers. She would give them names, talk to them, carefully fill in their colors when they started to fade. When the time came that they wanted to be set free, she would blow on them and they would come to life, peeling away from her skin and flying away. — Sarah Addison Allen

I've often thought that there isn't any "I" at all; that we are simply the means of expression of something else; that when we think we are ourselves, we are simply the victims of a delusion. — Aleister Crowley