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Skrivene Strasti Quotes By Kafka Asagiri

Human lives are not equal in their worth. The proof? People are sad when a good person dies, and happy when an evil person dies. And for me, a human's life has no worth. I am not, and neither do I plan to become, a saint who preaches about the value of human lives. Still... You have killed too many people. — Kafka Asagiri

Skrivene Strasti Quotes By Pierre Loti

It seems to me that it will be very wearisome to be a man. — Pierre Loti

Skrivene Strasti Quotes By Ann Voskamp

All these years, these angers, these hardenings, this desire to control, I had thought I had to snap the hand closed to shield joy's fragile flame from the blasts. In a storm of struggles, I had tried to control the elements, clasp the fist tight so as to protect self and happiness. But palms curled into protective fists fill with darkness. I feel that sharply, even in this ... and this realization in all its full emptiness: My own wild desire to protect my joy at all costs is the exact force that kills my joy. — Ann Voskamp

Skrivene Strasti Quotes By Sharon Creech

This ain't our marriage bed, but it'll do. — Sharon Creech

Skrivene Strasti Quotes By R.D. Laing

True guilt is guilt at the obligation one owes to oneself to be oneself. False guilt is guilt felt at not being what other people feel one ought to be or assume that one is. — R.D. Laing

Skrivene Strasti Quotes By Naima Adedapo

I prefer to sing in the shower because the acoustics make you sound great, baby. — Naima Adedapo

Skrivene Strasti Quotes By Donna Grant

Laith took off his boots and set them next to a tree. "We've been here since the dawn of time. We're no' going anywhere, Rhys. We're supposed to be protecting the humans, remember?"
"The humans doona want our protection. We sent our dragons away for them, and for what purpose? To hide who we are, to forget the fierce magic that runs through our veins? — Donna Grant