Wholemeal Spelt Quotes & Sayings

But love like that can be too big, too. It can be something you shouldn't be trusted to hold when you're the kind of person who drops the eggs and breaks the remote control. — Amy Garvey

The complaint lies with me, not with you. I never could find a way to make you proud of me, and at some point, I think I stopped trying. When you were here, I blamed you for that. I think now, the failure is mine ... It occurs to me that death is a funny thing - not funny in a laughter sort of way, but in a twisty sort of way. It's the people who are left behind who have to grapple with the regret. The one who is gone is just gone. Wherever you are ... I hope you have regret about what happened yesterday. — Craig Lancaster

Can you say those words and not like it? Don't it bring to you a magnificent picture of the pristine world, - great seas and other skies, - a world of accentuated crises, that sloughed off age after age, and rose fresher from each plunge? Don't you see, or long to see, that mysterious magic tree out of whose pores oozed this fine solidified sunshine? What leaf did it have? What blossom? What great wind shivered its branches? Was it a giant on a lonely coast, or thick low growth blistered in ravines and dells? That's the witchery of amber, - that it has no cause, - that all the world grew to produce it, maybe, - died and gave no other sign, - that its tree, which must have been beautiful, dropped all its fruits, and how bursting with juice must they have been - — Harriet Prescott Spofford

The words Death Star were harder for him to say now that the death was real. — Claudia Gray

What I needed most was to love and to be loved, eager to be caught. Happily I wrapped those painful bonds around me; and sure enough, I would be lashed with the red-hot pokers of jealousy, by suspicions and fear, by burst of anger and quarrels — Augustine Of Hippo

Here's the thing about a spit take: In the movies, they're hysterical. In real life, they're just messy. — Alice Clayton

I am not dead yet! I can still call forth a piece of soul and set it down in color, fixed forever. — Keri Hulme

[Y]et, I wondered why Marshall did not at least attempt a kiss. In many ways, his treatment of me reminded me of the way I had behaved toward the doll that Mamma Mae had given me as a child. I favored it so that I had refused myself of the joy of playing with it, daring to love it only with my eyes. But in doing so, I had denied myself its very purpose. — Kathleen Grissom

Portray the world for what it is, and you will find truth. — John Boyega

He was leaning back on his bench, scratching his chin thoughtfully. "Why would Charkov sleep with you?" "Gee, I don't know," I said, glowering. "Maybe because he's got good taste? — Rachel Bach