Carolyn Parkhurst Quotes
How can it be, I wondered, that we can be lying in bed next to a person we love wholly and helplessly, a person we love more than our own breath, and still ache to think of the one who caused us pain all those years ago? It's the betrayal of this second heart of ours, its flesh tied off like a fingertip twined tightly round with a single hair, blue-tinged from lack of blood. The shameful squeeze of it.
Carolyn Parkhurst
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Standing alone,eager to just believe,it's good enough to be what you really are,but in your heart,uncertainty forever lies,and you'll always be,somewhere on the outside.
Mariah Carey
Speak your name And I'll feel a thrill. You said I do, And I said I will.I tell you that I'll stay true, And give you just a little time. Wait on me baby, I want you to be all mine. I just get so blue.Since you've been gone, baby (why'd you do it? why'd you have to do it?)
Aretha Franklin
Love is the law, love under will.
Aleister Crowley
'It’s a wonder to me,' said Adams sourly, 'that you don’t simply melt down in the white heat of your brilliance.'
Clifford D. Simak
Molti consigli de le donne sonoMeglio improviso, ch'a pensarvi, usciti.
Ludovico Ariosto
We're working on ways to make potable water from polluted water, whether it has organics in it or salt from the ocean, at very low energy input.
Dean Kamen
I feel like you may be a special and kind person. And I would like to make it my business to know special and kind people. Especially if they are boys my age.
Rachel Cohn
Reason cannot account for those moments in life that "bewilder the intellect yet utterly quiet the heart," as G.K. Chesterton observed.
Eric Weiner
The world of wine is more creative than the world of cooking.
Alain Ducasse
All that has been done to weaken the foundation of an implicit faith in the Bible, as a whole, has been at the expense of the sense of religious obligation, and at the cost of human happiness.
J. G. Holland
We know the truth of the restored gospel. Are we ready to defend that truth? We need to live it; we need to share it.
Neill F. Marriott
How can it be, I wondered, that we can be lying in bed next to a person we love wholly and helplessly, a person we love more than our own breath, and still ache to think of the one who caused us pain all those years ago? It's the betrayal of this second heart of ours, its flesh tied off like a fingertip twined tightly round with a single hair, blue-tinged from lack of blood. The shameful squeeze of it.
Carolyn Parkhurst
