Donna Lynn Hope Quotes

The more candles on my cake means I get a little more exercise in blowing them out.

Straightforwardness intimidates people. They prefer the veneer, despite what they claim.

Can I be trusted? Can you? I can be trusted with some things, but not all things, just like you.

I don't make people comfortable but that's what couches are for.

Lovers are easy to find and easy to forget but finding an authentic connection is exceptional and limited. It rarely happens, which is why there are so many unhappy people out there.

Don't allow someone not worth it to have the power to occupy your thoughts. If they don't find you worth the effort or the time, why should you waste yours?

Oh yes, even I cry. Just not over you. Who is "you?" The one who has to ask or the one who doesn't?

If I blink she'll disappear, " he told her. She looked at him and said, "Maybe that is the best thing for you.

I'd rather meander through a pit of vipers than love one more person, but since I'm on the subject of snakes, we all know one, or are one.

Has it tortured you as much as it's tortured me?" He asked. "Don't call it torture when it's self-inflicted. You always have a choice.

What was I to you?" he asked. She didn't answer but turned and walked away. That's when he knew: Nothing or everything.

Why do you think you deserve happily ever after? You were offered it before and tossed it away.

Just following orders' is no excuse unless you're in the bedroom.

I’m thinking of the protector who wants to be protected and a fighter who loves the right battle but will lay down her arms to go on a quest.

Some things you sentence yourself to life for.

You can never let your compassion stand in the way of justice because when you do, other people get hurt.

It's easy to be a saint when all you've known is the good.

She didn't care about anything, or maybe she cared too much.

Heart thoughts are profound, hindsight aches and hope is obscure. I'm craving a great adventure -- one that leads me back home.

Instead of being proud that you led someone to God, be more concerned with the person you pushed away from Him.

I must be out of my mind if I loved you in spite of everything you've done, and anyone else would condemn you for it, but I can't condemn you at all. In my own troubled mind, I loved you for it.

The writer in her went silent and hid when her revealing words were wide-spread read.

You love the word love but you don’t really love and you don’t want to love because love, which is really sacrifice, would prevent you from doing what you want to do.

All the bruised lives, searching hearts...Everyone wants a love story but few will risk what it takes to live one.

What an ambiance, and such a pity I'm alone: Candles giving off their glow, gusts of wind and the light tapping of rain on the windowpane - a massage for the mind. And a comforting one, too.

They say love inspires. Guess what inspires more? An enemy.

Who are we to think we deserve anything? What makes us so great? No one is "lucky" to have us. We are all full of it.

If I never shed a tear or wondered what happened to someone I actually loved, what makes you believe I'd think twice about you, someone I never even cared for?

You may not like what I see but I don't like what you do.

I’m awake and I can’t sleep. The more I’m awake, the more I see, and the harder to sleep.

We know what we should do. Age is no excuse. Do we go to others for permission or for discipline?

I have to crack a nut in order to enjoy it.

The only stirrups I like are on a saddle.

Some people are far more cognizant than others but sensitivity has its own cross to bear and ample insight, in many cases, can bring on disquietude.

The agony of the empath is feeling their pain but being unable to save them from it.

Don't start a fight if you can't duke it out. Either win or concede but whatever you do, don't have others fight for you.

Hatred may keep a body warm, but it takes a lot to keep the fire stoked, so unless a person is extraordinary in some way, some people are not worth hating, just like they’re not worth loving.

I appreciate the beauty and balm of flowers but I have never enjoyed receiving them because then I have to watch them die, and worse...throw them away.

If they don't walk away, we have to walk away, and sometimes we do it crying.

People give up on each other long before they give up on themselves, and they do that, too.

I can only miss the true and I can only mourn the brave. Cowards make it easy to let go because you're not losing anything worth having.

Theirs was a tug-of-war and neither could let go. Both felt the burn and still wouldn't let go. Some might call it a game for neither could admit defeat.

So what if you're plain? Anyone can like a beautiful woman or a handsome man. That's easy. But power is the ability to inspire attraction without the obvious.

Which is worse? Loving someone and not being able to be with them or not loving someone and having to be with them.

Why weren't we born in the same era?" he lamented. She eased past him neither here nor there, looked over her shoulder and whispered, "How mundane and cliche would that be?

Sometimes you grow to love the shadow that follows.

You're not interesting in the least, " she spat. "I don't need to be, " I smiled. "That's what you need...And you're welcome to it.

At least with zombies I know my enemy and I know what to do: Aim and shoot. It's not so easy with people.

She was told it was magnetism that kept them engaged, and how do you separate magnets? You force them apart.

He wasn't yours to get hurt by. He was someone else's and you knew that, so why are you offended? What right do you have to be hurt when you were a part of the deception (lying by omission)?