Wala Akong Pake Sayo Quotes & Sayings

You can spend the rest of your life being afraid of people rejecting you. You have to start by not rejecting yourself. You don't deserve it. — Rae Earl

Colonel, I do not care to die, but I pray to God I may never leave this field. — Winfield Scott Hancock

You're a strange kind of boy," said Achilles. "I was not tested for normality before I was entrusted with this mission," said Suriyawong. "But I have no doubt that I would fail such a test. — Orson Scott Card

I grow and I shrink. I run and I crawl.
Follow my voice, though I have none at all.
I never do leave here, but I travel around
I float through the sky and I creep through the ground.
I keep my cache in a vault although I have no wealth,
Seek my decay to safeguard your health. — Richelle Mead

The universe is the way it is , whether we like
it or not. The existence or nonexistence of a creator is independent
of our desires . A world without God or purpose may seem harsh
or pointless, but that alone doesn ' t require God to actually exist. — Lawrence M. Krauss

It's very early, still dark, but outside there's the warm smell of springtime, like things rotting and blooming in one stagnant mist. I realize now that I've always craved the brutality of it. Shoots forcing their way up from the earth, petals popping open.
The start of life is always brutal, isn't it? We're born fighting. — Lauren DeStefano

I'm not letting him write anything. I didn't do anything. I just took his pen. — Jason Williams

I like to be on the edge, on the cutting edge, or be into the unknown, into the territory where I have to depend on being in the moment and depending on my instincts. — Herbie Hancock

Nobody likes hard times, but it's the unpleasant experiences that are often the catalysts to build the character required for our destiny. — T.D. Jakes

What separates courage from fear our the thoughts we choose to believe. — Charles F. Glassman

Second-hand American was spreading over him in patches, like mange or lichen. He was infested, garbled, and I couldn't help him: it would take such time to heal, unearth him, scrape down to where he was true. — Margaret Atwood