Printable Weight Loss Inspirational Quotes & Sayings

But doesn't love cause too much pain?" she said. "To be worth it?" "It causes pain, indeed," Grumpy said. "But it's worth it. It's a good pain. — Odette Beane

Snakes and bastards! — M.C. Beaton

And this all causes her to wonder at the disparity between the silk dresses and the natural postures of the body, and to think: How far, HOW FAR, we are willing to go to pretend we are not of the body at all. — Anita Shreve

When the spill was cleaned, she reached to take the pot from Gideon's hands. He didn't release it. Reluctantly, she raised her head to see if he was angry. It wasn't anger that darkened his face, but amusement. His dark green eyes danced and his lips pursed, rising on his left side to create the most gorgeous dimple. Her insides — Misty M. Beller

Readers are leaders. Thinkers succeed. — Marva Collins

In our democracy we must have a partnership of labor, of business and of government. — Charles H. Percy

It is the last thing we learn, / listening to the creature world ... — Jane Yolen

What I know is, if you do work that you love, and work that fulfills you, the rest will come. I truly believe the reason I've been so financially successful is because my focus has never been on the money. — Oprah Winfrey

A lot of punk rock is not going to be in the mainstream. It's below the radar. The beauty of it is that you're not supposed to always know. It's subterranean. — Billie Joe Armstrong

I love retweeting things and seeing how many fans are on other people's pages. — Zachary Gordon

Life is too short to spend on a book you don't enjoy. — Katrina-Jane

I had a soccer double, but most of what is in the movie is me! — Amanda Bynes

and there she was standing on the grass, which seemed to have turned green, and with the sun pouring down on her and warm sweet wafts about her and the fluting and twittering and singing coming from every bush and tree. She clasped her hands for pure joy and looked up in the sky and it was so blue and pink and pearly and white and flooded with springtime light that she felt as if she must flute and sing aloud herself — Frances Hodgson Burnett