June Quotes
Beginning in June, Alabama seniors previously without prescription drug coverage should begin to see savings of between 10 and 25 percent on their medications.
It was an enormous mistake for us to try to occupy that country after June of 2003. We have to pull back, and we have to recognize it.
I rubbed the contents of one bag onto my upper arm on the evening of June 7, just before I went to bed. I thought: Well, it can't hurt. I flushed the packaging down the toilet.
It's June second, he told himself. Try to remember that. This is New York, and tomorrow will be June third. If all goes well, the following day will be the fourth. But nothing is certain.
If it's January, I'm dead in three hours. But in June, I'd be hungry, but I'd make it out. I'd find my way without a map or compass. I say that with confidence. I can build a fire without a match.
The things we do at Christmas are touched with a certain extravagance, as beautiful, in some of its aspects, as the extravagance of nature in June.
You know the beautiful thing: June 29, 2009, is the two-year anniversary of the first shipment of the iPhone. Not one of those people will still be using an iPhone a month later.
A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
I know the exact date that I began writing Twilight, because it was also the first day of swim lessons for my kids. So I can say with certainty that it all started on June 2, 2003.
Doing one movie every two years is about all I can handle 'cause, being the creator at '30 Rock', my year there starts in the middle of June and goes back around until March.
June, July, all through the warm months she hibernated like a winter animal who did not know spring had come and gone.
Heed not the night; A summer lodge amid the wild is mine, 'Tis shadowed by the tulip-tree, 'Tis mantled by the vine.
The colder the weather, the bigger the gun Got to rock a lot of clothes if you tryina hide one In June it's .22's, February it's fifths But all year round, it's 616.
He is beauty, inside and out.He is the silver lining in a world of darkness.He is my light.
Sketchy black van? Weird stalking of my house? What are you going to do next, offer me some candy?
I realizedJune had never beenjust a monthmusic...never just a trembleon my lipswarmth was nevermerely a blanket.
He's right. I can't deny it. I am the reason Day lost everything that matters to him.
Sadly, we live in a world where if you do good things, there are no financial rewards. If you poison the earth, there is a fortune to be made.
My wandering has led me to the beginning of our journey together. I suppose it's only fitting for me to be here at that journey's end.
But every now and then, when I steal a glance at the Girl, or feel her eyes on me, I helplessly drift back to thinking about her.
I'm supposed to hate you for what you did, I think. But her eyes linger on me in a way that refuses to let me.
She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, easily the most breathtaking girl in the room.
Her sadness makes her impossibly beautiful, like snow blanketing a barren landscape.
She's pretty in a way that distracts me just like she did in the Skiz ring. No, pretty's not the right word. Beautiful.
…there’s just something beautiful about walking on snow that nobody else has walked on. It makes you believe you’re special, even though you know you’re not.
What's the point of keeping in touch with the girl you're crazy about, when you're dying?
So long as I remain in Day's life, I will hurt him. Any other alternative is impossible.Now, he is free.
June suns, you cannot store themTo warm the winter's cold, The lad that hopes for heavenShall fill his mouth with mould.
Before I can say anything else, he steps forward and takes my face in his hands. Then he's kissing me one last time.
At this moment, all I'm thinking about is what I'd give up for the chance to kiss her or to run my fingers through her dark hair.
I love you, " I whisper over and over again. "Don't go, " I close my eyes. My tears fall on his cheeks.
I'm not loyal enough to the Republic to stamp that loyalty right on my face. Leave that to June.
He took my hand and held it against his chest, "Feel that? It beats for you.
I lean my head against my knee and close my eyes. Even the illusion of June is enough to send a stabbing pain through my chest. Hell. I miss her so much.
You're brilliant, "he says."But you're a fool to stay with someone like me."I close my eyes at the touch of his hand."Then we are both fools.
I hope, ” he replies softly, “to get to know you again. If you are open to it. There is a fog around you that I would like to clear away.
I turn even more flustered when I remember that I have actually pistol-whipped him in the face before. Romantic.
It’s you, ” he whispers. There is wonder in his voice. “Is it?” I whisper back, my voice trembling with all the emotions I’ve kept hidden for so long