Wishing Happy Birthday To My Love Quotes & Sayings

I always wish that you could marry everybody who wants to marry you. — Virginia Woolf

Kestilan? There was that name again. Oliver fought down an irrational surge of jealousy for this mysterious being who took up so much of Petunia's attention. — Jessica Day George

Because I don't really think of myself as a hunk, to be honest. — Hugh Dancy

Until you become a parent, you can't begin to discover your capacity for strength, love and fatigue. — Peter Gallagher

Silver eyes met hers and locked. "I didn't like Dani."
"At least you're consistent," she said coolly.
His silver eyes were ice. "I loved her. — Karen Marie Moning

All genuine philosophy transcends national boundaries. Patriotic philosophies are just nationalist ideologies. — Mario Bunge

He doesn't know it, but when Peter talks about Genevieve, he gets a certain softness in his face. It's tenderness mixed with impatience. And something else. Love. Peter can protest all he wants, but I know he still loves her. — Jenny Han

Gay people never give up! — Erika Kari

[His] past had now risen, only the pleasures of it seeming to have lost their quality. Night and day, without interruption save of brief sleep which only wove retrospect and fear into a fantastic present, he felt the scenes of his earlier life coming between him and everything else, as obstinately as when we look through the window from a lighted room, the objects we turn our backs on are still before us, instead of the grass and the trees. The successive events inward and outward were there in one view: though each might be dwelt on in turn, the rest still keep their hold in the consciousness. — George Eliot

Palestinians caged up like animals. — Chuck Hagel

This medium that we're working in - film and television - for an audience, it's like you live through these characters because it's things you can't do in real life. Places you're not prepared to go in real life as a decent human being, anyway. Because if you're a conscientious person, so you live kind of vicariously through these people. — Christian Cooke