Savor Quotes
Savor Quote of the day
Am I tough? Am I strong? Am I hard-core? Absolutely. Did I whimper with pathetic delight when I sank my teeth into my hot fried-chicken sandwich? You betcha.
I've always believed in savoring the moments. In the end, they are the only things we'll have.
By taking good care of your posture now, you will enjoy and savor lifelong health benefits and beauty.
To ‘stop and smell the roses’ we must first believe that there’s a rose garden out there somewhere. And in this jaded world of ours, the refusal to believe in gardens leaves most of us ref of roses.
I think we are wise, we English speakers, to savor accents. They teach us things about our own tongue.
Maybe life is all about twirling under one of those midnight skies, cutting a swathe through the breeze and gently closing your eyes.
for all I can really do isstand herein September’s rainsavoring…soaking it all inslipping..and simplyholding on to poetryfor dear life.
Celebrate the journey. It’s not all about the destination. Savor all of your successes, even the small ones.
savorwith methe lushnessof a lingering sleep...and last night’sdream.
The Universe has your back. Instead of trying to control the outcome, just enjoy the journey.
Hands. Cheeks. Eyes. Lips.Neck. Ears.Thighs.Heart. Soul.Ahh!the things I get tosavor you with.
I wish to stay drenchedforeverin those rain-blue eyesin those...soul-reaching crystalsnot moving a musclenor breathingjustsavoringthis turquoise acheagainst my heart.
Savor the moments in life that make your heart glow. Chase after and find the moments that will take your breath away. In the end, it is only those milestones on life's journey that matter.
And that afternoon, as the sun slanted low through the changing autumn leaves, I remembered to savor the moment, soak in the beauty, breathe deeply and feel the immensity of God.
The greatest prayers that I could ever utter come from the heart. And when I pray that way, I rarely need to open my mouth. Therefore, maybe I should think about talking less.
kisses happenwhen my morning blueberry muffin sails slowly upon my savoring tongue.