On My Way Quotes

...if you expect people to try to do things your way, you're going to have to give some hints as to what that way is.

I like food way too much to not eat.

I love how Jamie Oliver makes seasonal, local foods in a rustic way, without a lot of fuss.

The only way to keep your secrets safe is to have none at all.

Strangers see you the way you want them to see you. You can't fool friends…that's what makes them friends... Pretty Little Liars

It's nice to dig deeper into people who may look one way but always have a story to tell. I obviously write about that a lot.

With teenagers, the emotions are higher and things are more dramatic. That doesn't mean adults don't also act like children in their own way.

Love said, "Wake still and think of me," Sleep, "Close your eyes till break of day," But Dreams came by and smilingly Gave both to Love and Sleep their way.

Your body is a divine container that will change over your lifetime. Revel in this! Notice it! This is the way of things: the softening of the shell so the soul may emerge.

It's just so out of control. Life, I mean. The way it flies off in all these different directions without your permission.

In a way, “failure” is just another word for “the journey,” for not being there yet but on the way. It’s the road we walk on to get wherever it is we’re trying to go.

I don’t want these memories to become slippery, to just disappear into the thin air of life the way most things seem to. I want them to stick – even the bad ones – so I repeat them often.

I wanted to be free to write the way I wanted to write, and my impression of Christian publishing, at least in fiction, was that there wasn't room for what I wanted to write.

Family or love or romance, whatever it is, is not restricted to perfect people. If it were, it wouldn't exist. All of that comes out in my work in some way.

He felt it too, the air between us, the invisible lines that something or someone had drawn to connect us. That's the way I remember it.

Superstitions are man's way of trying to control things he has no control over.

She'd always known he didn't love her. But it was easier to bear when he didn't know she loved him. That way they were even. Now he knew he had all the power.

He'd always been fascinated by her, drawn to her the way curious people are always drawn to things they don't understand.

Always make your needs and expectations known,she used to say. That way no one gets hurt.

I tend to use my music as therapy, in a way.

My library card. Every hurdle I've faced, I have researched my way over at a library. I'm grateful for that part of the American spirit that believes every citizen should have access to books.

Being Canadian and from Winnipeg, I have the spirit of a dreamer because of the cold, and being in the basement thinking of possibilities of where else I can be in the world, in a good way!

So, just for one more merry day To the great Tree the leaflets clung, Frolicked and danced and had their way, Upon the autumn breezes swung.

Racism is an effect of slavery, not the other way around. Once slavery was abolished, not only did racism not disappear, neither did the economic system it upheld.

In a way, I was almost happy to see her. The worst part of me, out in the flesh. Blinking back at me in the dim light, daring me to call her a name other than my own.

The way I see it," she continued, "is that some things are just meant to be the way they are.

All I'd wanted for so long was for someone to explain everything that had happened to me in this same way. To label it neatly on a page: this leads to this leads to this.

Who knew three dots could make such a difference? Like everything else, a love or a wish or whatever, it was all in the way you read it.

And trying to break it down this way, to minor and major offenses, maybes and what-ifs, was like arguing over the origin of cracks in a broken egg. It was done. How it happened didn't matter anymore.

But the bottom line is that, as humans, we are by nature selfish creatures. The only way we care about anything, really, is by making it about us.

If there was a way to recognize something you'd never seen but still knew by heart, I felt it as I looked at his face. Finally, someone understood.

Doesn't it seem sometimes that the whole world's uphill but at least we know the way back will be easy.

Sometimes things don't turn out the way you want them to, Haven. Sometimes the people you choose to believe are wrong.

And don't change for a guy, ever," Leah added. "If they're worthy, they'll like you just the way you are.

Maybe that's what you got when you stood over your grief, facing it finally. A sense of its depths, its area, the distance across, and the way over or around it, whichever you chose in the end.

An empty frame, in which the picture is always changing, makes a statement about how time is always passing. It doesn't really stop, even in a single image. I t just feels that way.

She took the sun when it came and the rain the same way.

but you could also look at it the other way. Like you’re saying no matter how bad things are for you, I can still relate.

Life has a way of disregarding even your best intentions.

Despite our differences, we did have a history. No one understood where I was coming from the way he did.

Look at it this way: I might be saying you're fat, but at least I'm not punching you in the face.' Are those the only options?' Not always. Just sometimes.

I wanted to tell him so. Find the right words, string them together in the ideal way, knowing that here they would have the best chance of sounding perfect.

This was how I was dealing with everyone and everything lately, taking the good when it came, and the bad the same way, knowing each would pass in its own time.

It wasn’t so much that I was positive. I just wasn’t fully subscribing to such a negative way of thinking anymore.

I'd chosen instead to just change my route, go miles out of the way, as if avoiding it would make it go away once and for all.

Teaching was great for me, because I got to show people how writing can really change the way you see not only yourself but the world.

I've definitely had my fair share at shaking my fists at the gods of Hollywood, but I'm learning that I cannot think that way or I will go crazy.

The way I sometimes approach my work, when I look at a script for the first time, is to identify what the archetypes are and what the writing is trying to do in that context.

I don't like novels that tie everything up in a plot-y way. I always think that's not really true of life, particularly of people in power.

The man had added to his body in a way that was brave and timeless and beyond adornment.