Sad Whatsapp Profile Quotes & Sayings

And every place and time an author writes about is imaginary, from Oz to Raymond Chandler's L.A. to Dickens's London. — Connie Willis

I would lean forward and trace my hands down your arms and curve my neck into yours and let you turn into me and rest there for a while and when you were ready, i'd kiss you once and lift myself away, sit back on your bed and wait for you there, just so we could lie there, and you could hold me and i could hold you. And it would be so peaceful. Like the feeling of sleep, but being awake in it together. — John Green

I knew there would be no shortcuts for me in life-we didn't have money or access to people of power. I knew, if I was going to have any success, it would be a result of getting educated and working hard-as hard or harder than my parents did. — Megyn Kelly

Don't let them drag you down by rumors just go with what you believe in. — Michael Jordan

Maybe. Leo didn't like the way Nico said that, as if he wasn't sharing all his doubts. — Rick Riordan

You shouldn't be a big shot about your fate. I'm an enemy of Destiny, I'm not a Greek, I'm a Berliner. — Alfred Doblin

It was no warning, no judgment, simply her name, and she could have wept at the recognition of it. — Patricia A. McKillip

No matter what happens ... there will always be a string tying you to me. I'll never not worry about you. I'll never not care about what you do. You'll always be something to me. — Kiera Cass

In politics, sometimes the best measure of success is the reaction of your enemies. — Jerry Falwell Jr.

I have my sweetheart Yorkshire terrier, Tabasco, along with two cats, Romeo and Jasmine. Yes, I am both a Shakespeare and Disney addict. — Kirsten Prout

Holly Barker series was a great read for me. Stuart gives short chapters and continued action all through his books. — Stuart Woods

In Paris she found Magnus, who was living in a garret apartment and paiting, an occupation for which he had no aptitude whatsoever. He let her sleep on a mattress by the window, and in the night, when she woke up screaming for Will, he came and put his arms around her, smelling of turpentine.
"The first one is always the hardest," he said.
"The first?"
"The first one you love who dies," he said. "It gets easier, after. — Cassandra Clare