Once In A Lifetime Woman Quotes & Sayings

Do you know how it hurts to touch you
knowing that in the morning I'll still wake up alone? — Shinji Moon

Modern man likes to pretend that his thinking is wide-awake. But this wide-awake thinking has led us into the mazes of a nightmare in which the torture chambers are endlessly repeated in the mirrors of reason. When we emerge, perhaps we will realize that we have been dreaming with our eyes open, and that the dreams of reason are intolerable. And then, perhaps, we will begin to dream once more with our eyes closed. — Octavio Paz

children born in North America were born by C-section, and the incidence of allergies and asthma is far higher among those children than it is for vaginal-birth babies. — Pieter Cullis

Too often, as a global community of humanitarians, we meet the needs of the same families, the same individuals, the same communities crisis after crisis, when we are focused on meeting crisis needs but not on building resilience. — Ertharin Cousin

We guided our children. We supported them. We were there for them. But once you start going through your list of schools that present a potential opportunity, a young man or a young woman has to be happy with their decision. If they are unhappy, then their whole four years of college are going to be some of the most miserable memories of their lifetime. — Craig Biggio

It is not your part to guide or supervise the creative process. All you have to do with that is retain your vision, stick to your purpose, and maintain your faith and gratitude. — Wallace D. Wattles

In your days - things like this happen to you ... You get a tap, a nudge, a gentle shake, and life whispers to you, "I know you're tired - but I don't want you to miss this." — Mary Anne Radmacher

I have long had a theory Bill Clinton-Hillary Clinton relationship. Not how they met, not that story, not the courtship or any of that. But how it happened that this once-in-a-lifetime woman. — Rush Limbaugh

The enemy of my enemy is my future enemy — George Bush

Good roles are hard to find no matter what age. — Glenn Close

You were mine and I never loved anything more. I never wanted anything or anyone like I wanted you. Like I still want you. — Eden Butler

PRETEND YOU ARE DRIVING a car in the middle of a thunderstorm and you happen upon three people on the side of the road. One of them is a frail old woman, who looks on the verge of collapse. Another is a friend who once saved your life. The other is the romantic interest of your dreams, and this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to meet him or her. You have only one other seat in the car. Who do you pick up? There's a good reason to choose any of the three. The old woman needs help. The friend deserves your payback. And clearly, a happy future with the man or woman of your dreams will have an enormous long-term impact on your life. So, who should you pick? The old woman, of course. Then, give the car keys to your friend, and stay behind with the romantic interest to wait for the bus! — Shane Snow

I would not live over my hours past ... not unto Cicero's ground because I have lived them well, but for fear I should live them worse. — Thomas Browne

One of my favourite books of all time: 'The Great Gatsby'. I just think it's so well written. — Danielle De Niese

We get high on all types of drugs when, all you really need is Love — Talib Kweli

She cursed Lovingdon for not taking her problem seriously, but then she supposed it wasn't truly a serious problem. No one would go hungry, be without shelter, or die because of her choice. And if she didn't choose, her parents weren't likely to disown her. She supposed she could live very happily without a husband, but it was the absence of love that was troubling. As far as she knew, no one had ever been madly, deeply, passionately in love with her. She believed that a woman should experience the mad rush of unbridled passion at least once in her lifetime. Was she being greedy to want it permanently? — Lorraine Heath

There's always something suspect about an intellectual on the winning side. — Vaclav Havel

He studied the woman before him, not as lovely as she once was, ordinary in appearance, scarred by living, abandoned by many, breathtakingly to be near and altogether unforgettable. "I have no friends," she spoke forth hauntingly. "I am alone." He couldn't believe it. But then he could for the rare creature near enough to touch was out of their league. She wasn't envied for the shallowness of appearance or the superficiality of status or possessions; she was envied for being uncommon and for possessing indomitable strength, something only a lifetime of suffering could shape. — Donna Lynn Hope