Rose Quotes

Never give up hope! If you do, you be dead already.

D.D.R.C.T. which stands for "Dreams Do Really Come True". Yes, I'm a firm believer about that. I can even stand in a crowd and be an ambassador of Dreams Do Come True Club.

I am Happy. I love colorful and cute stuffs. Whole my life is all about being happy and to stay positive in my beliefs. I love to inspire people and let them know more about themselves.

It does not take courage to kill. It takes courage to live.

Yes, it is, ” I whispered, “and one day the spell will not cause you to forget it.

It is the littlest of flowers that fly the farthest . . . That have the courage to fly the farthest.

There is always a light somewhere in the darkness to guide you to happiness.

One lesson I've learned--worry doesn't change tomorrow, it only robs today of its joy."-Charley

Come out, come out, wherever you are... come out, come out, or you'll end up in the tar...

Make no mistake, every child has his own light, no matter how difficult or defiant or unlikeable he or she might seem.

At the end of the world, music always played on like a bad movie.

the name of the husband is one of the strongest insignia of patriarchal power

Put emotions to thoughts. Thoughts to words. Words to paragraphs. Paragraphs to pictures. Let your mind be known, heard and seen. Your thoughts are real as it could be.

the strongest backs bear the heaviest burdens

She turned back to the reporter, holding out the microphone. “I'm not an expert, I'm a survivor. I hope you can learn how to be one yourself.

You can't change the past, you know? You can't change who you were, but you can change who you're going to be.

The fine thing about pacts with the devil is that when you sign them you are well aware of their conditions. Otherwise, why would you be recompensed with hell?

I hope that I capture something in my work that is about the elusive, the magical and powerful and the transformative. The writing in itself is transformative for me.

When I was seven I believed in God so I told Him I was sorry about kicking my sister and to “please not condemn me to eternal suffering in the interminable fires of Perdition for my transgressions.

Knowing that others want to read my writing is the greatest inspiration to write.

The horror of the Pit lay in the emergence from it, with the return of her will, her caring, and her feeling of the need for meaning before the return of meaning itself.

Moving on should be a required high school classbecause Lynchburg is determined to make me forget.

It's true. The storms won't last forever. The nasty weather will never last. There is always that light at the end of the tunnel.

In order to grow you have to let go of all that you are and all that you know.

Jesus came to save me from myself. He came to save me from self-effort. He didn't just die for my sin to give me forgiveness

Life luscious wet life bereft of death, loss of empty shell minus absent of nothing exploding star cell amoeba sweet algae oxygen, hydrogen flowering in the vacuum ofspace and magnetic motion.

Life would move on with or without me, and I didn’t need to change myself in order to be beautiful, or happy, or worthly of love. I already was.

No, the sadness will soften, its edges will become less rough. In time missing him will be the way you love him.

The best gifts are never given, but claimed.

Songs. Books. Poetry. Paintings. These things reveal truth. I believe lies and truth are tangled together.

I told my imagination to discontinue communication with my thoughts.

I’d find someone else. No distractions. Men get in the way of ambition. Plus, they laugh at you when you fail

There's no way that you're real, ” she murmured to his crotch.

I don't love men that love other women. I think more of myself then that.

I dared to dream.......I dared to believe the dream.....I dared to live the dream. I am glad it became real.

...because of the foulness of her mother's emotional river, a current which ran swift, changing its path without warning...

Once, we lived to love. Now, we live for power. The world is changing. But we cannot stop the evolution, or everything will come apart.

It's much easier to hate a memory. I would know.

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.

Once he got there, he stopped and looked back. “You know, the thing about manners is that we only seem to notice the lack of them in others. It's a lot harder to see mistakes in ourselves.

Living in another culture, not just visiting it, has reshaped our view of the world.

We've grown accustomed to living smaller and more simply.

There's nothing like standing kissing-close to a beautiful stranger to make you really feel your loneliness.

The Girl does not dream. The Girl has never dreamed.

Focus on your goals, if they make you happy then go for it!At times you may become depressed but keeping pushing forward, they're within reach!

And the shower of roses spun around me, inviting me to take part in their ever-present waltz.

No wonder she was so underweight. She was desperate to please a woman that could never be pleased, in the hopes of being loved and accepted by the very person that should be giving that freely.

And it is silence that she hears, the silence of lost years that have no voice left in them.

One forgot, one forgot. What hold had one on the past? The present moment was a little travelling in darkness.

Lust is a tool, desire a trap. Wield the first, and you can take someone’s soul. Fall into the second, and they can take yours. ~ Isadora Conti to Grayson van Court