Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp. “I can’t,” he says.
Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp. “I can’t,” he says.
Man wanted a home, a place for warmth, or comfort, first of physical warmth, then the warmth of the affections.
More than the sound of my own beating heart, I miss the sound of a ticking clock. Time passes. It must pass....
Your shyness alone will bring you more emotional and material losses than all of your other negative attributes.
These raids didn't usually end in violence, but people got emotional, and emotional people did stupid things.
These raids didn't usually end in violence, but people got emotional, and emotional people did stupid things.
You do not need a boyfriend or a girlfriend to write an emotional poet; because poetry is beyond hooks and holes.
I've never been so sure about the rest of my life than I am in this moment. This girl is the rest of my life.
I take my hand back, like a leaf letting go. It hurts too much to hang on. So why does it hurt so much to let go?
In difficult times bring to mind my words and the sound of my voice. In that way, I shall always be present for you.
It’s not really outstanding when you’re standing outOutcry is the only outburst,if you can’t shout
You can experience the same thing over and over again but how you feel about it will never be the same as the first.
You saw we could lose our lives for this child. I would consider that the greatest honor that could come to my family.
You say we could lose our lives for this child. I would consider that the greatest honor that could come to my family.
It is difficult to love someone who loves you, but easy to hate someone who loves you, and love someone who hates you.