Tearable Quotes & Sayings

Life without dreaming is a life without meaning. — Wale

If you wake up for a moment and look around at life, you will observe that nothing here lasts, nothing works out. There are no happy endings. All accomplishments are washed away by death or by the next moment. — Frederick Lenz

Bliss is amplified and fortified by being centered during the everyday stuff. — Kelly Corbet

The rivers of America will run with blood filled to their banks before we will submit to them taking the Bible out of our schools. — Billy Sunday

I want to make you hold onto that bag while I bury myself in you so hard and so deep you don't know your own name. -Nick Rixey — Laura Kaye

The smaller girl hid her eyes with her hands, and Ewan smiled. Did she think that would make her invisible? — C.J. Milbrandt

It is not more vacation we need - it is more vocation. — Eleanor Roosevelt

What if you could meet your soul mate?" the ghost asked. "You 'd want to avoid that?"
"Hell, yes. The idea that there's one soul out there, waiting to merge with mine like some data-sharing program, depresses the hell out of me."
"It's not like that. It's not about losing yourself."
"Then what is it?" Alex was only half listening, still occupied with the viselike tightness of his chest.
"It's like your whole life you 've been falling toward the earth, until the moment someone catches you. And you realise that somehow you 've caught her at the same time. And together, instead of falling, you might be able to fly. — Lisa Kleypas

I foster a sorrowful conception of affection. Make no sacrifices. — Franz Liszt

You got black people in an all-white country and they don't know nothing about themselves. — Muhammad Ali

I know a guy who had his doctor say, "Take some weight off, go to a health club." The man lost 20 pounds in one week! The machine tore his leg off! — Henny Youngman

There can be no poetry after Auschwitz. — Theodor Adorno

I don't know why, but his reaction disappoints me. — Veronica Roth

So she went to mass every Sunday as a child, received communion, went to confession, and was confirmed, but because her mother never participated in any of this, Alice began questioning the validity of these beliefs at a young age. And without a satisfying answer from either her father or the Catholic Church, she never developed a true faith. — Lisa Genova

Identity is a bag and a gag. Yet it exists for me with all the force of a fatal disease. Obviously I am here, a mind and a body. To say there's no proof my body exists would be arty and specious and if my mind is more ephemeral, less provable, the solution of being a writer with solid (touchable, tearable, burnable) books is as close as anyone has come to a perfect answer. — Judith Perelman Rossner