Yushonda Midgette Quotes & Sayings

We loved our son like the sea loves an island, always surrounding him with our arms, always touching him and crashing upon his shore with our care and concern. When he was gone, the sea had only itself to contemplate. — Yann Martel

Now, waving flies from his face, he told the two deserters what they might expect. — Bernard Cornwell

The "kufar," or unbelievers. She had begun her journey to — Ayaan Hirsi Ali

I told you," Molly said, never looking toward me. "It's in the past. Leave it there."
"You listening to my head, kiddo?"
Her mouth twitched. "Only when I want to hear the roar of the ocean. — Jim Butcher

With time, the hurt would begin to fade away, but not the memories. — Anamika Mishra

Grief is not just a series of events, stages, or timelines. Our society places enormous pressure on us to get over loss, to get through grief. But how long do you grieve for a husband of fifty years, a teenager killed in a car accident, a four-year-old child: a year? Five years? Forever? The loss happens in time, in fact in a moment, but its aftermath lasts a lifetime. — Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

I toast life and taste it's goodness — Vivian E. Moore

Did you know that the percentage of young people in the crucial 'youthquake' age bracket of 15 to 24 was higher in 1973 than in 1967 ? Therefore it was glam rock that ended the war in Vietnam. — Ozzy Osbourne

You need to stop this, Jake. It's not going to happen. I'm not... like you. I'm straight." "So is spaghetti until it gets hot," he whispered — Nicola Haken

But investment in space stimulates society, it stimulates it economically, it stimulates it intellectually, and it gives us all passion. — Bill Nye

How can it be men would put up with such an arrangement?'
'Why do some people demand it of women but not of men? It is just another way of doing things. As my father would have said, folk will have their customs according to their nature and their surroundings. — Kate Elliott

Speak as though it were the last sentence allowed you. — Elias Canetti

The Christmas spirit
whispers softly in my ear,
Go be of good cheer. — Richelle E. Goodrich

You did make a few odd noises when we rounded the corner on the second landing, but no, you were most definitely unconscious."
"Odd noises?"
Belle's expression turned sheepish. "Well, actually it might have had something to do with the
fact that you crashed into the endpost when we turned the corner."
Emma's eyes opened wide. — Julia Quinn