Tank Tops With Motivational Quotes & Sayings

Now no one can be the slave of two masters — Stephen Schwartz

I might have enjoyed the company of a woman or two ... Or three but that had never
stopped me from loving you. — F Scott Fitzgerald

This is real, and I didn't leave you alone. I have always loved you, and I will love you until the end of time. Now, wake up and live. — Tammy Blackwell

Travelling is a great time to catch up on my reading. It's hard falling asleep in new places, but a good book always makes it easier. — Amanda Hocking

The fact that I was suddenly glad that I was shirtless wasn't good. I shouldn't care that she was staring at my chest like she wanted a lick. Fuck. Fuck. No! She didn't want to lick my chest. Where the hell had that idea come from? — Abbi Glines

Repentance, rebirth, and conversion were exchanged for cheap grace, and the integrity of what it means to be a disciple of Jesus faded. People join the church in droves, but Christian disciples were hard to come by. Christianity had an identity crisis.
It's the same old story of the forbidden fruit
it's the beautiful things that get us. It's the things that seem good, but are not quite of God, that steer us off the course of holiness into destructiveness. — Shane Claiborne

I stew all night in my own grease. — Nathaniel Cotton

This self now as I leant over the gate looking down over fields rolling in waves of colour beneath me made no answer. He threw up no opposition. He attempted no phrase. His fist did not form. I waited. I listened. Nothing came, nothing. I cried then with a sudden conviction of complete desertion. Now there is nothing. No fin breaks the waste of this immeasurable sea. Life has destroyed me. No echo comes when I speak, no varied words. This is more truly death than the death of friends, than the death of youth. — Virginia Woolf

It's this beautiful thing you can never reach. No matter what you do, you'll never touch it. You can only look and imagine what it would be like to hold it. — Ilona Andrews

In East Sussex, let us say, an old farm sleeps in sun-dapple, its oast-house with its cowls echoing the distant steeple of SS Andrew and Mary, Fletching, where de Montfort had prayed and Gibbon now sleeps out a sceptic's eternity. The Sussex Weald is quiet now, its bows and bowmen that did affright the air at Agincourt long dust. A Chalk Hill Blue spreads peaceable wings upon the hedge. Easter is long sped, yet yellow and lavender yet ornament the land, in betony and dyer's greenweed and mallows. An inquisitive whitethroat, rejoicing in man's long opening of the Wealden country, trills jauntily from atop a wall. — G.M.W. Wemyss

At the beginning of the career is important for a designer to present his most representative pieces. — Domenico Dolce

There'll be no more crying, or sorrow; for the owner of the place will wipe all tears from our eyes. — John Bunyan

She was thong-climbing-her-ass pissed. — Caris Roane

People who overcome their fears every day, without fanfare, without recognition. Quiet, everyday courage, that's what I admire most. — Mariska Hargitay