K. Taylor Quotes

There was a man who loved the moon, but whenever he tried to embrace her, she broke into a thousand pieces and left him drenched, with empty arms.

The most important thing to wear is a smile.

I love thee, I love but theeWith a love that shall not dieTill the sun grows cold, And the stars grow old

It was cruel. Like opening a birdcage to let the bird fly out, whilst all the while it's tethered by the leg, and freedom is only an illusion.

Is it bad to like the way the scars look on my skin? Oh, the way they feel under my hands. My body’s protecting itself, saying, “No, this barrier of scar tissue is to keep you out.

You know Morse Code?” Avian asked as we walked up.“My grandpa thought it was a fun game when I was little, ” West said as he rubbed his eyes again. ”That’s a scientist’s version of fun for you.

Every photo tells a story but remember this, there was a story teller behind the lens.

It's never too soon to worry. Worry spurs preparation.

I'll care for you, love you, support you and so much more.But do not beg for it when you've abused it.I can not love you. When your heart doesn't speak the same music.

It's tough out there, boy, and as long as there are people, there’s gonna be somebody trying to take what you got and trying to drag you down. It's up to you whether you let them or not.

Yea, slimy things did crawl with legsUpon the slimy sea.

We are forever changed by the moments that we live but the moments we live cannot be changed.

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I feel liquefied, like a cucumber forgotten in the crisper drawer, and I want to hold myself at arm's length and carry me to the trash. Who is this sack of slush masquerading as me? It's intolerable.

No matter how strong you are, no matter how smart you are or tough you can be, the world will find a way to break you. And when it does, the only thing you can do is hold on.

Taking a chance on a new author, can open your mind to new experiences.

If love is a battlefield and we all get scars....These were my reminders…my necessary thorns.

Everyone needs rules. After all, how can you break what doesn’t exist? Rules give anarchy something to aim at

I just want you to know, I love the way you look at me. Make's me feel like everything's gonna be okay.

Discrimination against nonwhites will not be tolerated. Discrimination against whites is fine-as long as the discrimination is done in the name of nondiscrimination.

Praises of the unworthy are felt by ardent minds as robberies of the deserving.

there may be a time in one's lifethat might feel and brush against a sensitive touchthat might be the reminder and assurancethat what never is lost brings a meaning and purpose..LT

High school is worse than having to swim through multiple prahana filled lakes- and that's before the truckload of homework.

I have met so-called leaders who showed fear in a moment when strength was required, and they give leadership a bad name.

Advice is like snow the softer it falls the longer it dwells upon and the deeper it sinks into the mind.

A bore is a man who when you ask him how he is tells you.

To have no loyalty is to have no dignity and in the end no manhood.

Show me a person who is not an extremist about some things who is a "middle-of-the-roader" in everything and I will show you someone who is insecure.

God sends meat and the Devil sends cooks.

Self-denial is painful for a moment but very agreeable in the end.

To most men experience is like the stern lights of a ship which illumine only the track it has passed.

What begins in fear usually ends in folly.

The private and personal blessings we enjoy-the blessings of immunity safeguard liberty and integrity- deserve the thanksgiving of a whole life.

Sympathy constitutes friendship but in love there is a sort of antipathy or opposing passion. Each strives to be the other and both together make up one whole.

Who ran to help me when I fell And would some pretty story tell Or kiss the place to make it well? My mother.

Till the sun grows cold And the stars are old And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold.

Pardon not wrath is God's best attribute.

I thank the goodness and the grace Which on my birth have smiled And made me in these Christian days A happy Christian child.

Unless we give part of ourselves away unless we can live with other people and understand them and help them we are missing the most essential part of our own lives.

History is not another name for the past as many people imply. It is the name for stories about the past.

What comes from the heart goes to the heart.

Only the wise possess ideas the greater part of mankind are possessed by them.

Facts are not truths they are not conclusions they are not even premisses but in the nature and parts of premisses.

As long as there are readers to be delighted with calumny there will be found reviewers to calumniate.

What is an epigram? A dwarfish whole its body brevity and wit its soul.

If you ever leave me I'll go with you.

Now the frosty stars are gone: I have watched them one by one Fading on the shores of Dawn. Round and full the glorious sun Walks with level step the spray Through his vestibule of Day.

Who ran to help me when I fell And would some pretty story tell Or kiss the place to make it well? My Mother.

An ear for music is very different from a taste for music. I have no ear whatever I could not sing an air to save my life but I have the intensest delight in music and can detect good from bad.

Swans sing before they die - 'twere no bad thing did certain persons die before they sing.