I tried to hate you, to forgive you, all just to forget you, but I’m only capable of loving you. You’re tattooed onto my skin, and the more I try to erase you, the deeper you sink in.
Lucy: I don’t feel like talking about college. It increases my stress level.
James: And increased stress levels lead to hair loss.
Lucy: My head-hair volume is fine.
James: You say that like I should be concerned about leg-hair volume.
From Olsen’s Nation: “Through the power of our diplomacy, a world that was once divided about how to deal with Iran’s nuclear program now stands as one. Standing as one, the world now sincerely regrets Iran’s nuclear program.” – President Bodvar Olsen, fifth State of the Union address
Ranerio wrapped his hand around mine, guiding my fingers like Lucius had done when he’d shown me the latch behind the dressing-room door mirror. But while the warrior I loved had been offering me an escape route, the pacifist was trying to show me how to fight.
Really, Beliefs have the power to create and the power to destroy… Human beings have the awesome ability to take any experience of their lives and create a meaning that dis-empowers them or one that can literally save their lives….
gone through many different phases of Destines and that’s what made me to pen down… hope it won’t screw-up me again….
Something beyond love…
The old law of an eye for an eye didn’t make them blind to the fact that another man’s terrorist wasn’t their freedom fighter.
Pekerjaanmu kelak hanya penyambung nafkah, sebesar apapun kamu mencintainya, jangan takut untuk meninggalkan semua itu bila saatnya datang. Jangan ragu. Dirimu lebih besar dari yang kamu tahu
If I’d had enough breath, I would have screamed, both at the sensation and at the sheer pettiness of the bastard who wouldn’t allow me even a tiny chance of escape.
Sisyphus, I. I cling to my rock, you don’t have to chain me. Stand back! I roll it up-up, up. And … down we go. I knew that would happen. See, I’m on my feet again. See, I’m starting to roll it up again. Don’t try to talk me out of it. Nothing, nothing could tear me away from this rock.
I imagined the sound of whips on black backs and the roar of the overseer over the cry of mothers being separated from their babies. I pulled on all the strength I had not to shot out every valuable leaded pane of glass in that stinking house.