Wheless Properties Quotes & Sayings

That's my darling little doggie. Bubbles by name, bubbles for brains. You've got to love him. — J.L. Merrow

The secret of a leader lies in the tests he has faced over the whole course of his life and the habit of action he develops in meeting those tests. — Gail Sheehy

Audry Hepburn on the cover of The Nun's Story was staring up at me from my unmade bed. Her hair was hidden by her snow-white wimple; her big eyes looked frightened.
"What are you looking at?" I said. "Fuck you." It was the first time I'd ever said the word. I felt a brief shiver of power.
Then I sat back on the bed and sobbed. Dolores Price: Lady of Sorrow. — Wally Lamb

Boredom, which had begun as a mild infection, now took him over completely. — Toni Morrison

It isn't easy to trust or be close to someone when the person I love won't even follow his own heart. — Jodi Meadows

The essential commitment and, above all, the visible grace and source of supernatural strength for the Church as the People of God is to persevere and advance constantly in Eucharistic life and Eucharistic piety and to develop spiritually in the climate of the Eucharist. — Pope John Paul II

And the roads beckoned us to wander... — Avijeet Das

Maybe in music you're making an auditory environment and maybe you change your environment around you to suit your own way. — Florence Welch

He'd said all the right things today. He'd been exactly who I needed him to be, dug through all the layers to get to me. Why couldn't he really be that guy? — Jessica Martinez

Life is an exercise in the development of feeling. When we repress feelings, we become sour and judgmental. When we live awash in great feeling over small things, we become jaded long before we have even begun to enjoy. When feelings are in balance they sweeten long days and great distances with gratitude and hope. — Joan D. Chittister

This idea, that humans are essentially weak creatures, is actually deeply woven into a lot of the ways in which humans think about our bodies. — Daniel Lieberman

I laid my face to the smooth face of the marble and howled my loss into the cold salt rain. — Sylvia Plath