Story Quotes
Paranoia. The more you think of an imaginary problem, the more you feel as though it’s real –
I won’t have you calling me Miss Tuttle. That’s what the doc calls me. And the lady at the bank. One takes my temperature and the other my money. Friends don’t take anything—they give.
I’m an anchor and he is the sea and I sink into his tenderness as he presses my hand to his heart.
I have this uncanny knack of falling for the most irrelevant men, my love story would be comprising of short stories.
they say that girls are the ones who want fairy tail endings, but then again, who are the authors of fairy tales? mostly men...
Competition may help us create better products and services but in the end competition really seeks to destroy the opponent. To put him out of the power to compete against you.
When you think there is nothing left to improve on, your business dies, for there is no shortage of innovators
Don't tell me that I can't do it. Go and tell God that story. After all, He is the one who gave me the air to breath and be able to do it well! Go!
Run your purpose on the toes of your feet before people can type your success stories with the fingers of their hands.
Renew your mind with the knowledge on scriptures daily. You will be better equipped to handle any situation.
As comestibles nourish our bodies and ideas nourish our minds, so art nourishes our souls.
I had the most beautiful dream, and then I fell asleep in your arms and my dream turned lovelier still.
You're not crazy. In fact, you're perfect. Everything about you couldnt be more so if I made a list of all the qualities I wanted in a partner and special ordered you.
It's not the way I wanted to spend eternity with the man I love, but it will have to do. At least we are together.
A bedroom is not necessary for me to demonstrate my womanliness!
I love you, Jocelyn, and nothing, not even death, will ever keep me away from you.
You are the only thing I've ever needed. The only treasure that matters.- Seamus Tierney
Something was bleeding… and something was broken. It was my heart… because I had to leave you. (Chase to Rayne)
No one can soothe my inner being like you. No one can make me look to the future with such excitement like you did. No one can understand me, fulfill me, fit me like you did." ~Emma Ranstein
Stains tell a story, ” Zac said, waving his arms as he spoke. “My car is full of random stains.
I've allowed some of these points to stand, because this is a book of memory, and memory has its own story to tell. But I have done my best to make it tell a truthful story.
In the sea of my emotions, his presence is like a pearl in the oyster. Very hard to locate, yet very precious and still beautiful.
Whenever it rains, I remember him, not as a tear that hails down as a raindrop, but as a God of fertility. As, every time I remember him, his memories conceive a baby of emotions in me!
As in most fairy tales, there's a prince and a princess, dragons and some magic, and the feeling it gives you that anything is possible if we could stay this way forever.
This girl is magic. She's wild incantations. She's that spark that lit me back to life and I'm burning for her.
Magic is a very beautiful mystery. Even the ages old magic effects still surprises the most modern men.
Magic is the most interesting art because people not necessarily want to learn to paint after they see a great painting, but they want to learn magic after they see a great magic effect.
First rate magician perform first rate magic effects, second rate magician performs third rate magic effects.
Her voice, unfolding like a tiny bright memory in the darkest, furthest corner of my mind.
The Christmas story is penmanship of the most brilliant sort, where God crafted a beginning that would never be subject to an ending.
The story of getting there is greater than the story of being there. Wherever your there might be.
Jesus was not a theologian. He was God who told stories.
Between the sands of time and tradition is a multitude of truths untold.
Maybe that's why Jesus was so fond of parables: Nothing describes the indescribable like a good yarn.
I believe in the bible. I believe in the one true God. I believe he is the one true God because he's the only one that loved me enough to actually take action in my life.
I was starting to fall for him, He didn't say it but the wayHe looked at me, Told me he felt the same.
Fill the pages of your life with the exciting story of triumph and tragedy, failure and victory, desire and discovery.
Well, we're originally from Glace Bay."Grandma Elsie's eyes glittered. She was looking at one of her own, a lost Cape Bretoner in need of help and offering a new story. "Tell me all about it, dear.