Sarbjit Quotes & Sayings

I pretended for a moment_ and only for a moment_ that I was the person she was making room for. That the hand she held up reached for me. That the heart thumping in her chest beat for me and me alone. I allowed myself that split second of weakness. — Brodi Ashton

Don't fear the world and you will conquer it, fear it and it conquers you - rjs — Rassool Jibraeel Snyman

We cherish our friends not for their ability to amuse us, but for ours to amuse them. — Evelyn Waugh

In an excess of examples, the walk to globalization has additionally implied the minimization of women and young ladies. What's more that must change. — Hillary Clinton

In the happiest of our childhood memories, our parents were happy, too. — Robert Breault

The bird of youth flies away and doesn't come back. Fly, boy, fly! — Alberto Granado

I decided the world was filled with plenty of good guitar players, many of them my match or better, but how many good songwriters were there? — Bruce Springsteen

You came back," He said, as if that were an answer.
They joined hands.
So the world ended.
And the next one began.
They were infinite.
They were the beginning and the ending; they were eternity.
The king standing before them gaped as the shield of flame died out to reveal Aelin and Dorian, hand in hand, glowing like newborn gods as their magic entwined.
"YOUR MINE," the man raged. He became darkness; folded himself into the powers he carried, as if he were nothing but malice on a dark wind.
He struck them, swallowed them.
But they held tighter to each other, past and present and future; flickering between an ancient hall in a mountain castle perched above Orynth, a bridge suspended between glass towers, and another place, perfect and strange, where they had been crafted from stardust and light.
A wall of night knocked them back. But they could not be contained.
The darkness paused for a breath.
They erupted. — Sarah J. Maas

His chuckle was low and soft against my earlobe. I think it's more like 'what wouldn't I do for you? — Amanda Lance

(We loved Mother too, completely, but we were finding out, as Father was too, that it is good for parents and for children to be alone now and then with one another ... the man alone or the woman, to sound new notes in the mysterious music of parenthood and childhood.)
That night I not only saw my Father for the first time as a person. I saw the golden hills and the live oaks as clearly as I have ever seen them since; and I saw the dimples in my little sister's fat hands in a way that still moves me because of that first time; and I saw food as something beautiful to be shared with people instead of as a thrice-daily necessity. — Mary Francis Kennedy Fisher