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I look at my little girl and I wonder what she's going to be and what she's going to do and what is it that leads girls certain directions in life. I think a lot of that goes back to what kind of...

Jake Owen
I look at my little girl and I wonder what she's going to be and what she's going to do and what is it that leads girls certain directions in life. I think a lot of that goes back to what kind of father they had, and so it makes me want to be the best dad I can possibly be.

Life is sad. People, you know, are going to pass, and you know that you will one day.

James Mercer
Life is sad. People, you know, are going to pass, and you know that you will one day.

Hurried and worried until we're buried, and there's no curtain call, Life's a very funny proposition after all.

George M. Cohan
Hurried and worried until we're buried, and there's no curtain call, Life's a very funny proposition after all.

The beauty of the past belongs to the past.

Margaret Bourke - White
The beauty of the past belongs to the past.

During all these years there existed within me a tendency to follow Nature in her walks.

John James Audubon
During all these years there existed within me a tendency to follow Nature in her walks.

Autumn's the mellow time.

William Allingham
Autumn's the mellow time.

The beach is a natural park, without the greenery but the sand is a natural toy.

Anuradha Bhattacharyya
The beach is a natural park, without the greenery but the sand is a natural toy.

Life is a jig saw puzzle with most of the pieces missing.

Anonymous
Life is a jig saw puzzle with most of the pieces missing.

I love the start of autumn when the trees in my garden change the colour of their leaves in one last dazzling display.

Michael Caine The Elephant to...
I love the start of autumn when the trees in my garden change the colour of their leaves in one last dazzling display.

This was a lucky recollection - - it saved her from something like regret.

Jane Austen Pride and...
This was a lucky recollection - - it saved her from something like regret.

What happened yesterday was obviously a mistake, and it will never be spoken of again. Goodbye forever.

Faith Erin Hicks The Nameless...
What happened yesterday was obviously a mistake, and it will never be spoken of again. Goodbye forever.

Goodbye. Goodbye. I can't feel you anymore. The night is almost too beautifully pure for my soul to contain. I walk with my arms spread open under the big fat moon. Heroic weeds rise up from the...

Tim Tharp The Spectacular...
Goodbye. Goodbye. I can't feel you anymore. The night is almost too beautifully pure for my soul to contain. I walk with my arms spread open under the big fat moon. Heroic weeds rise up from the cracks in the sidewalk, and the colored lights of the Hawaiian Breeze ignite the broken glass in the gutter. Goodbye, I say, goodbye, as I disappear little by little into the middle of the middle of my own spectacular now.

Life is beautifully tragic. Giving it up isn't the hard part

Life is beautifully tragic. Giving it up isn't the hard part

This is unbearable ... God. These books she'll never read. Her Life's Library.

John Green Looking for...
This is unbearable ... God. These books she'll never read. Her Life's Library.

In the distance, mongrel dogs were howling out the coyote portion of their ancestry. All the sounds of the night seemed to pass through a hollow tunnel of indefinite length.

Warren Eyster The Goblins of...
In the distance, mongrel dogs were howling out the coyote portion of their ancestry. All the sounds of the night seemed to pass through a hollow tunnel of indefinite length.

Someone asked me, what colour were those two years of living in Korea? I thought about it for a long time. There was no colour, I don't know what colour hard work is.

Yixing Zhang
Someone asked me, what colour were those two years of living in Korea? I thought about it for a long time. There was no colour, I don't know what colour hard work is.

Most fires crackle and pop, but that's not really the fire talking, it's the wood. To hear the fire itself you need a huge blaze like this one, a furnace so powerful it roars with its own wind. I...

Dan Wells I Am Not A...
Most fires crackle and pop, but that's not really the fire talking, it's the wood. To hear the fire itself you need a huge blaze like this one, a furnace so powerful it roars with its own wind. I crouched as close as I dared and listened to its voice, a whispered howl of joy and rage.

MYSTERIES, YES Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous to be understood. How grass can be nourishing in the mouths of the lambs. How rivers and stones are forever in allegiance with gravity while...

Mary Oliver Evidence: Poems
MYSTERIES, YES Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous to be understood. How grass can be nourishing in the mouths of the lambs. How rivers and stones are forever in allegiance with gravity while we ourselves dream of rising. How two hands touch and the bonds will never be broken. How people come, from delight or the scars of damage, to the comfort of a poem. Let me keep my distance, always, from those who think they have the answers. Let me keep company always with those who say "Look!" and laugh in astonishment, and bow their heads.

Provided that nothing like useful knowledge could be gained from them, provided they were all story and no reflection, she had never any objection to books at all.

Jane Austen Northanger Abbey
Provided that nothing like useful knowledge could be gained from them, provided they were all story and no reflection, she had never any objection to books at all.

The piper never knew we were watchers... ..Sounds echoed - sounds of a Scottish love song. They echoed through the silence, soft and melancholy, as he kept time with his foot, and the metal of the...

Suzy Davies Johari's Window
The piper never knew we were watchers... ..Sounds echoed - sounds of a Scottish love song. They echoed through the silence, soft and melancholy, as he kept time with his foot, and the metal of the bagpipes glinted, through faint moonshine, and lifting fog

Sometimes you have to grow up before you appreciate how you grew up.

Daniel Black Perfect Peace
Sometimes you have to grow up before you appreciate how you grew up.

To Fred, those years seemed to pass like quickly skimming a book and then finding the ending wasn't what he expected. He wished he'd paid more attention to the story.

Sarah Addison Allen
To Fred, those years seemed to pass like quickly skimming a book and then finding the ending wasn't what he expected. He wished he'd paid more attention to the story.

It is with true love as with ghosts. Every one talks of it but few have seen it.

Francois de La Rochefoucauld
It is with true love as with ghosts. Every one talks of it but few have seen it.

Celebrate your life, this is your only life.

Lailah Gifty Akita
Celebrate your life, this is your only life.

Do you think God truly meant for us to keep Him locked in the church? Is He our Sunday pocket watch we only pull out for weddings and funerals and church services? He wishes for us to think about Him...

Hayden Wand Hidden Pearls
Do you think God truly meant for us to keep Him locked in the church? Is He our Sunday pocket watch we only pull out for weddings and funerals and church services? He wishes for us to think about Him wherever we are. And a voice singing His praises at a ball is far less irreverent than a stone-cold heart sitting in a pew on Sunday morning.

It's tucked away in a quiet corner, shadowed and obscured, no part of the Nightside's usual bright gaudy neon noir. It doesn't advertise and it doesn't care if you habitually pass by on the other...

Simon R. Green Agents of Light...
It's tucked away in a quiet corner, shadowed and obscured, no part of the Nightside's usual bright gaudy neon noir. It doesn't advertise and it doesn't care if you habitually pass by on the other side. It's just there for when you need it. Dedicated to the patron saint of lost causes, St. Jude's is an old old place... St. Jude's isn't a place for comfort for frills and fancies and the trappings of religion. just a place where you can talk to your god and sometimes get an answer.

Mykl d'Angelo groaned where he sat slumped in his chair. The irritating noise was unsettling his pet dog lying on his lap. The wickerwork garden chair creaked pleasantly under him and some native...

Christina Engela Busty
Mykl d'Angelo groaned where he sat slumped in his chair. The irritating noise was unsettling his pet dog lying on his lap. The wickerwork garden chair creaked pleasantly under him and some native Earth birds made pleasant sounds above while the cool wind wafted over him as he lazily …

Thank God I've wasted my youth already. I don't want to do that again.

Greg Deane
Thank God I've wasted my youth already. I don't want to do that again.

Like a speeding train I am passing by... I don't know where I'm heading with whom or why. All I know is that I will never, ever pass from here again. All I know is I'm skidding forward on this track...

Sanober Khan A touch, a tear,...
Like a speeding train I am passing by... I don't know where I'm heading with whom or why. All I know is that I will never, ever pass from here again. All I know is I'm skidding forward on this track of life.

And the wind falls silent, and the birds fall silent, and the wild cherry trees no longer shiver and creek.

Daniel Arsand Lovers
And the wind falls silent, and the birds fall silent, and the wild cherry trees no longer shiver and creek.
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