Tinyurl Com Fairy Quotes & Sayings

Screw nightmares. I was waking up. — Kody Keplinger

I gave a friend a bottle of mercury for his eightieth birthday - a special bottle that could neither leak nor break - he gave me a peculiar look, but later sent me a charming letter in which he joked, "I take a little every morning for my health. — Oliver Sacks

Beware, for as you sleep, the exhausted man will be first to reach the peak. — Chrisse Feros

But how will I know if he's acting strange?" Ceony asked. "He's strange already." Mg. — Charlie N. Holmberg

He pulls me close, too close. I'm frozen in five hundred layers of fear. Stunned in grief, in disbelief. — Tahereh Mafi

I try to remember that the job - as well as the plight, and the unexpected joy - of the artist is to embrace uncertainty, to be sharpened and honed by it. — Dani Shapiro

Everything that these folks are saying that they're trying to move away from, like comparison, perfectionism, judgement, and exhaustion as a status symbol - that all describes my life. It was more like a medical researcher studying a disease and figuring out he or she has it. — Brene Brown

Thus I stretch out my arms to my Saviour, who, after being foretold for four thousand years, came on earth to die and suffer for me at the time and in the circumstances foretold. By his grace I peaceably await death, in the hope of being eternally united to him, and meanwhile I live joyfully, whether in the blessings which he is pleased to bestow on me or in the affliction he sends me for my own good and taught me how to endure by his example. — Blaise Pascal

Thou seest, thou wicked varlet, now, what's come upon thee: thou art to continue, now, thou varlet; thou art to continue. — Lorna Sage

Cannot the labourers understand that by over-working themselves they exhaust their own strength and that of their progeny, that they are used up and long before their time come to be incapable of any work at all, that absorbed and brutalized by this single vice they are no longer men but pieces of men, that they kill within themselves all beautiful faculties, to leave nothing alive and flourishing except the furious madness for work. — Paul Lafargue