Sebepsiz Sevmektir Quotes & Sayings

One of the signs of passing youth is the birth of a sense of fellowship with other human beings as we take our place among them. — Virginia Woolf

Whenever something comes into our life that hurts us, we do the decidin' - do I let this work for my good, as God intended, or do I let bitterness grow like a bothersome canker sore in my soul? — Janette Oke

Claire freed him, and then lifted Ryan to his feet. She pushed back his head to inspect his wound, overly rough. "You'll live." Ryan winced. "Thanks, Honey, I love you, too. — Jamie McGuire

You are braver than you believe,
Stronger than you seem,
And smarter than you think(: — A.A. Milne

Stop talking to people about what you will do; show them instead what your are doing. — Robert Holden

It is strange,' pursued he, 'that while I love Rosomond Oliver so wildly-with all the intensity, indeed, of a first passion, the object of which is exquisitely beautiful, graceful, and fascinating
I experience at the same time a calm, unwarped consciousness, that she would not make me a good wife; that she is not the partner suited to me; that I should discover this within a year after marriage; and that to twelve months' rapture would succeed a lifetime of regret. This I know. — Charlotte Bronte

Room. It was four a.m. and he had not yet been to sleep. — David Baldacci

It can be fairly argued that the highest priority for mankind is to save itself from extinction. However, it can also be argued th at a society that neglects its children and robs them of their human potential can extinguish itself without an external enemy. — Selma Fraiberg

Sobriety itself is today's high, for it is ultimately in the most centered consciousness that we find our power to transcend the world. — Marianne Williamson

Luckily, the clever pets had managed to escape. — Daisy Meadows

We found ourselves veiled and separated from our friends. — Marjane Satrapi

Fear is a great motivator. — John Treacy

Farther out, the waves will be mouthing icecakes - A poor month for park-sleepers and lovers. Even our shadows are blue with cold. We wanted to see the sun come up And are met, instead, by this iceribbed ship, Bearded and blown, an albatross of frost, Relic of tough weather, every winch and stay Encased in a glassy pellicle. The — Sylvia Plath