Tearex Quotes & Sayings

Sunday, that day so tedious to the triflers of earth, so full of beautiful reposes of calmness and strength for the earnest and heavenly minded. — Maria Jane McIntosh

Leave your luck while still winning. — Baltasar Gracian

Every time we do something # GOOD . We # RISE a little bit in our OWN eyes and the # REVERSE is just as # TRUE . — Shiv Khera

Stories are in one way or another mirrors. We use them to explain to ourselves how the world works or how it doesn't work. Like mirrors stories prepare us for the day to come. They distract us from the things in darkness. — Neil Gaiman

True confidence comes from realizing the view. — Tulku Urgyen Rinpoche

She said, I swear, I put something in my mouth one time, and I'm addicted. I think I have oral fixation issues. — Alannah Lynne

When you look at - when you talk to people in Africa and across the Middle East, they're not satisfied with the way things are going. Sure, this idea of democracy was injected into the region, but it has brought mostly chaos. — Richard Engel

My faculties are decaying now and soon I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened. — Mark Twain

Nobody's about saving anymore. No one cares about a rainy day anymore. Nobody saves up enough for even an umbrella for a rainy day. It's sad. It really is a new form of slavery. We used to work to be able to afford material things. Now we work for these things. They're the boss. That house you can't afford, that car that's out of your price range, that cellphone that drains your bank account - that's your boss. — Chris Rock

The street gave way — Nicholas Sparks

There is nothing wrong in America that can't be fixed with what is right in America. — Bill Clinton

The present tense of regret is indecision. — Cecil Baldwin

I can't seem to wipe away the blood. I rub my hands against my nightgown, but traces of the red remain, staining the lines of my palms and the crescents beneath my fingernails. I wipe harder, gathering and bunching the soft cotton inside my fists. The fabric has been slit up the center and for a moment I worry that I've been cut, that maybe the blood is my own. I try to ask what's happening, but there's a mask over my mouth and nose. Suddenly it hits me - I'm in an ambulance.
I don't remember how I got here. — Paula Stokes