No Drama Quotes
Hurrying back into the rouge lighting in sheer terror, Amelia ran without another word, escaping into the shadows of the dungeon, and she shrieked for salvation that never came.
We would send them all to hell! And hell they would go!
Waving from side to side in the breeze, her long golden hairshimmered as she handed Thomas a bottle of beer.“When are you coming home to me?” She said eloquently.
It is hard to take the last step, but the hardest thing is to make a choice between the unwillingness to live and the inability to die.
Maybe the consequences of someone’s unreason can be remedied only with a new unreason?
It always turns out this way: at first people idolize you, swear to be your faithful friend forever and then spit in your tea and in your soul, too.
At times it is so enjoyable to mire your neighbor into the filth you already got stuck in long ago!
It is worthy of note that killing oneself and killing someone is not the same. For the former, one should lose one’s faith, for the latter, one should never have any.
How perfectly evil spirit and beauty can combine in one person, harmonically supplementing each other.
You have always understood and accepted my most genuine, most intimate impulses and responded to them with surprising accuracy. I wish all people turned into such mirrors for each other.
For us, everything was a performance.” A small, private smile catches me off guard and I glance down, hoping he won’t see it. “Everything poetic.
In WASP families, if you don't get along with someone, you have as little to do with them as possible. In Jewish families, you move next door, to make them as miserable as possible.
We violated each other’s boundaries with verbal missiles of anger disguised in the pretense of “just kidding.
Long standing hatred between a man and a woman is just unspoken attraction that has bruised egos.
Religion is the biggest drama, the man has ever written and the God is the best character, the man has ever played that people are still applauding for _Idiotneil
Man has been bestowed with all the senses, Alas! What a drama, we are yet to know the art of using it!
Don't hate the game, hate the player... the player should have known better than to play the game in the first place.
If your blade were as sharp as your tongue, you'd have sliced me through years ago.
Good does not attract evil but the opposite, it fights to shine light on darkness.
We have the ability to rise up and take control of our lives, if only we stop to pay attention to the warning signs that we so often find ourselves excusing and ignoring.
When the word is heard consult the source, and beware the messenger.
Did you forget who I am? Finding out the lies of men is my specialty." -Vashti
I know who I am, and I know who you are, and nothing else matters. it's how we live our life.
When you're afraid because you don't know what comes next, I will be there to love you through it. So, I guess today, I'm asking you to let me.
It wasn't the "I love you" she heard that made her let him go. It was the "Come with me" that she didn't.
You do much worse things- you who can see to other planets."- Bertha, "The Father
I used to give too much importance to reason until I discovered the world was shaped not by reason but by emotion
Quit pretending to be humble when you are really just a self-abusing, emotional, drama junkie.
We all struggle in some way or another. So it's on us to work hard, and strive towards a better and healthy life.
Life is like the drama on a stage.What was once declared as a sin, perhaps much worse nowadays.
The knives of betrayal and drama cut deep and hurt… but they also trim away the nonsense and reveal your true friends.
I really wasn't sure if I wanted this guy knowing where I lived. After all, he was wielding a baseball bat, and I had just seen him strike several people with that bat.
Jenny retained a flimsy essence of the truth. It was a quiet knowing she'd always hold in her heart...''Broken Mirror by Oliver Rixon
The story writes you as much as you write it. And the process of re-writing isn't so much a quest to re-write the story as it is to re-write the writer.
We are in the Dark to one another's Purposes and Intendments, and there are a thousand Intrigues in our little Matters, which will not presently confess their Design, even to sagacious Inquisitors...
It's terrific, Clare, " Henry says, and we stare at each other and I think, "Don't leave me.
I stared, like always. A tree in the Petrified Forest. I looked down at my hands and feet and ordered them to move, only they wouldn’t.