Best 66 of Favorite quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 20 Sep

Julianna Baggott

When I first met you, I thought we were made for each other even though we seemed like opposites in some ways and we fought. But now..." "What?" "Now I feel like we weren't made for each other. We're making each other—into the people we should become. Do you know what I mean?

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rick Riordan

It was the heaviest thing I'd ever felt, as if I were being crushed under a thousand trucks. I wanted to black out from the pain, but I breathed deeply. I can do this.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rachel Hawkins

At a normal high school, having class outside on a gorgeous May day is usually pretty awesome. It means sitting in the sunshine, maybe reading some poetry, letting the breeze blow through your hair...At Hecate Hall, a.k.a. Juvie for Monsters, it meant I was getting thrown in the pond.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sunday Adelaja

If you can devote yourself to your favorite occupation without getting money for it, but in order to discover your potential, then you will find out who you are

By Anonym 18 Sep

John Green

Sencillamente no puedes extender esas cosas para siempre.En algún momento, te quitas el curita y te duele,luego se te pasa y te sientes aliviado.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jessica Soffer

What is the best thing you've ever eaten?" Poulet rôti. I was sure that my mother was going to say the poulet rôti from L'Ami Louise in Paris because she'd sat next to Jacques Chirac there and he'd said that since she was a chef, perhaps she would cook something for him. And so she did. She went right back into the kitchen and whipped up something fabulous. After that, they used goose as well as duck fat when frying their potatoes, because it had been her way. I mouthed Poulet rôti into the pillow. But my mother was quiet. She could have made conversation, little noises while she was thinking. But she didn't. Lou didn't care. "Masgouf," she said. "From an Iraqi restaurant that's closed now." I sat up. I opened my mouth. I almost yelled, What? But she was still talking. "I went there with her dad years and years ago." I imagined her jerking her thumb in the direction of my room. "The company was like watching paint dry, but the food was fantastic. Out of this world." "And?" Lou said. "And," my mother said, "I went back a couple of years ago, just to see, and it was closed up. Totally empty and sad. One silver tray sat in the middle of the place, I remember. Broke my heart to pieces." "Masgouf?" Lou said. I was already out of bed, sockless and by the bookshelf, ripping through the index of The Joy of Cooking, then Cook Everything, then, finally, Recipes from All Over. I found it. "'Traditional Iraqi fish dish, grilled with tamarind and/or lemon, salt, and pepper,'" I whispered, shocked. "It was heaven," my mother said. "Literally heaven. I've tried to replicate it, I can't tell you how many times." For a second, I saw spots. I would have bet my life on it- on the poulet rôti. "You know how they say that life imitates art?" my mother said. "Well, life imitated masgouf. The fish was so good, so tender, and we ate it with our fingers. For a little while, I convinced myself that life could be so simple." Which meant happiness. Masgouf was my mother's happiness.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sylvia Day

Gideon brought into my life. The acceptance and the love. The safety. Gideon had given me my freedom back, a life without terror. Giving him vows in return was too simple a repayment for that.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Rachel Hawkins

Why had my life suddenly become a Nancy Drew mystery from hell?

By Anonym 16 Sep

Munia Khan

If I were a flower, humming bird would be my favourite bee And If I were blind, the light of darkness I'd love to see

By Anonym 18 Sep

Frank Cottrell Boyce

Personally, I think, so what? Money's just a thing and things change. That's what I've found. One minute something's really there, right next to you, and you can cuddle up to it. The next it just melts away, like a Hershey's kiss.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Crystal Woods

It's the person that calls you up because they're eating at ‘our favorite spot,’ and it made them think of you and miss being there with you. That's a friend, to me.

By Anonym 20 Sep

E. L. Montes

You didn't judge my past. That's when I knew I couldn't turn away from you even if I tried...

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sorachi Hideaki

If you've got time to fantasize about a beautiful death, why not live beautifully until the end?

By Anonym 19 Sep

E. L. Montes

The morning I drove by and saw you alone, staring at the house. I told myself to keep on driving, but something told me to stop. And when I'd seen how lost and confused you were, something told me I was meant to be there.... I was meant to be there so I could help you find your way

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sunday Adelaja

In the future, each of us must have the courage to follow our gift or to be engaged in a favorite occupation, even if it does not bring you any income at the moment

By Anonym 16 Sep

Stefan D

If you were to ask Jarod Kintz‬‬‬ what his personal favourite joke was, he'd say the one with the island. The big one next to New Zealand. -Stefan D and Jarod Kintz

By Anonym 16 Sep

Samantha Towle

He gave me the one thing he's never given to anyone before.. He gave me his heart, and his trust. And in return, I gave him the same right back....

By Anonym 19 Sep

Amy Harmon

The road was so dimly lighted. There we;re no highway signs to guide. But they made up their minds, If all roads were blind, They wouldn't give up 'til they died....

By Anonym 17 Sep

Katie Ashley

Oh Jake, my love for you doesn’t stop just because there’s a rough patch in the road, or I don’t get what I want.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Akshay Vasu

She was his favorite sin. She was not a habit for him anymore, she was an obsession.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Jazz Feylynn

Teachers' favorite color ink, splashed and dripped down his face a grisly reminder of mistakes bruising his life.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Paulo Coelho

At some point, we have each said through our tears, "I'm suffering for a love that's not worth it." We suffer because we feel we are giving more than we receive. We suffer because we feel we are giving more than we receive. We suffer because our love is going unrecognized. We suffer because we are unable to impose our own rules. But ultimately there is no good reason for our suffering, for in every love lies the seed of our growth.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Katie Mcgarry

I smell it again, his scent. The calming aroma. The one that’s become my new favorite. I take a deeper breath.

By Anonym 17 Sep

E. L. James

Oh... Blip. Yeah, I see." He sounds distracted, awed. "Your child," I whisper. "Our child." He counters.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Michelle Hodkin

I was warned about you, you know." And with that half-smile that wrecked me, Noah said, "But you're here anyway.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Anoymous

Time plays no favorites and will pass whether you act or not. Take control of your life. Dare to dream and take risks...Compete! If you aren't willing to work for you goals, don't expect others to! Believe in yourself.

By Anonym 20 Sep

D. S. Wrights

You have not realized yet that both of you are mine, have you?

By Anonym 20 Sep

Kamand Kojouri

You are my favourite part of life.

By Anonym 20 Sep

E. L. Montes

You know how there’s that one person who stumbles into your life and you instantly have a connection with them? Someone who’s a genuinely good person. Someone you just know you can build a great bond with, and it doesn’t have to be in a romantic way either. It can be with someone you have no attraction to whatsoever, you just instantly recognize something in them and they in you. Like in another realm, in another life, you were meant to be together in some way. Whether with a mother, daughter, sibling, best friend, or romantic partner, it’s a strong, unexplainable connection between two individuals

By Anonym 18 Sep

Amy Harmon

Sometimes funny is all you've got.

By Anonym 20 Sep

E. L. Montes

You're beautiful, Jenna. i'm a man and I'm afraid to admit when I'm lucky enough to look at someone as beautiful as you.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Kamand Kojouri

Like a child who saves their favourite food on the plate for last, I try to save all thoughts of you for the end of the day so I can dream with the taste of you on my tongue.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sanober Khan

If I’m not around I hope you’ll remember me and together we will hold on to our favorite song.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Samantha Towle

All I know is, being away from you......makes it hard to breathe. I miss you so much

By Anonym 18 Sep

E. L. Montes

Special Logan Kiss... Yeah, but you didn't know that I'd recited how i felt for you right then, in that moment, in my mins. The words flowed silently, so easily. There's no mistaking them. When I gave you those kisses, I was telling myself and you.... He peck my nose "I..." He kisses my forehead "..LOVE.." My heart swells as He presses his lips to my chin, then he whispers " YOU...

By Anonym 15 Sep

Michelle Cuevas

Cloud root beer floats and moon grilled cheeses. But their favorite food is stardust.

By Anonym 15 Sep

E. L. Montes

Depression is evil. Before you know it, it takes over and there's no escaping it.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Lauren Oliver

I wonder what Lena is doing now. I always wonder what Lena is doing. Rachel, too: both my girls, my beautiful, big-eyed girls. But I worry about Rachel less. Rachel was always harder than Lena, somehow. More defiant, more stubborn, less feeling . Even as a girl, she frightened me—fierce and fiery-eyed, with a temper like my father’s once was. But Lena . . . little darling Lena, with her tangle of dark hair and her flushed, chubby cheeks. She used to rescue spiders from the pavement to keep them from getting squashed; quiet, thoughtful Lena, with the sweetest lisp to break your heart. To break my heart: my wild, uncured, erratic, incomprehensible heart. I wonder whether her front teeth still overlap; whether she still confuses the words pretzel and pencil occasionally; whether the wispy brown hair grew straight and long, or began to curl. I wonder whether she believes the lies they told her.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Billy Collins

It seems only yesterday I used to believe there was nothing under my skin but light. If you cut me I could shine. But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life, I skin my knees. I bleed.

By Anonym 20 Sep

E. L. Montes

When you adapt to someone, they become a part of your routine, a part of you. And when they’re taken away, you feel a bit lost. No matter how much you think it won’t affect your life, it does.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Thomas Henry Huxley

In fact a favourite problem of Tyndall is—Given the molecular forces in a mutton chop, deduce Hamlet or Faust therefrom. He is confident that the Physics of the Future will solve this easily.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Samantha Towle

Because I fuckin' love you Mia... That didn't come out exactly as I'd planned, but it is the truth. I'm in love with you...

By Anonym 19 Sep

Mahrukh Memon

There are millions of reasons to smile and ALLAH Ta'ala is my favorite.

By Anonym 19 Sep

E. L. Montes

The point is, Jenna, no one is normal or perfect like that house you see across the street. Everyone suffers from their own struggles, whether they’re big or small.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Kirsty Mckay

I grab at Smitty and he at me, and, for one horrible, deperately embarrassing second we fly into each others arms like Shaggy and Scooby Don't.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Thomas Hardy

This supreme instance of Troy's goodness fell upon Gabriel's ears like the thirteenth stroke of a crazy clock.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Maggie Stiefvater

I had done something wrong. I shouldn't have shown him. But he had known, hadn't he? What had I done? I retreated quickly down the aisle, pushing my way through the double doors into the porch, where I swiped one of my eyes dry. For a long moment I stood in the dim room, looking blankly at the flyers for bake sales and Bible studies on the noticeboard. Then I heard him shout, "Damn you! Why?" I looked through the clear glass of the porch doors to see if he spoke to some barely seen faerie. But to my eyes, there was no one there but Luke and God.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Tachibana Higuchi

.. no matter how we grieve over our bad luck, nothing will happen. We have to smile and believe that tomorrow will be better than today.

By Anonym 16 Sep

E. L. Montes

I also wanted you to realize that even though the pain will always be there, I’m living proof you can get past this. Right now I know it feels impossible, but one day you’ll look back and see how far you’ve come.

By Anonym 19 Sep

David Hume

We choose our favourite author as we do our friend, from a conformity of humour and disposition. Mirth or passion, sentiment or reflection; whichever of these most predominates in our temper, it gives us a peculiar sympathy with the writer who resembles us.