Best 86 of Ruin quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 15 Sep

Homer

…and they limp and halt, they’re all wrinkled, drawn, they squint to the side, can’t look you in the eyes, and always bent on duty, trudging after Ruin, maddening, blinding Ruin. But Ruin is strong and swift—She outstrips them all by far, stealing a march, leaping over the whole wide earth to bring mankind to grief.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Lailah Gifty Akita

Rebellion leads to ruin.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Amit Kalantri

Routine ruins the life, variety vitalise the life.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Walt Whitman

For America, if eligible at all to downfall and ruin, is eligible within herself, not without;

By Anonym 17 Sep

Mohammed Mushtaq Gk

Never ruin before it begins, Coin it with Patience

By Anonym 17 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

No naces con miedo... naces con amor. El miedo se desarrolla mientras te das cuenta de que el mundo no es tan perfecto como habías pensado. El miedo es un hábito aprendido, y yo era su alumna. ~Lisa •capítulo 47

By Anonym 20 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

Y ese era el problema. Odiaba que yo quisiera algo que no podía tener, y ¿Saylor? La quería mucho, muchísimo. •capítulo 19

By Anonym 16 Sep

Ken Poirot

Is a self help or personal development book ruining your life?

By Anonym 18 Sep

Michael Bassey Johnson

Some friends are like sunny days, with false flames, oozing from afar, coming near without a dime.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Gift Gugu Mona

Don’t ruin your own happiness by letting someone’s wickedness hurt you.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

—Mágico —murmuró reverentemente—. La niebla. No hay manera que salga y decirte eso después de sólo conocerte en una simple hora... ¿no crees? Después de todo, soy honesto, pero no quiero parecer demasiado intenso diciéndote que pareces un ángel bajo las estrellas… un oscuro ángel. •capítulo 9

By Anonym 16 Sep

Veronica Roth

How many different kinds of ruin do you have to see, before you resign yourself to calling it all 'ruin'?

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

Sentirse cómodo con alguien como Gabe era arriesgado, sobre todo teniendo en cuenta nuestro mal comienzo. Pero era imposible de resistir, sobre todo cuando era él mismo, algo que me di cuenta que no había sido mucho últimamente. —Saylor. •capítulo 24

By Anonym 18 Sep

Avijeet Das

She said "I want you to ruin me" And my pen made her into poetry!

By Anonym 19 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

Time was the most precious thing in the world to me, and I’d just given her all of it. Because I was falling for her. Because I cared for her. Because I wanted to give her something to remember me by, even if it would eventually fade like its namesake. Time… what an absolute horror-inducing word

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

—¿Arruinada? —Sí, una ruina, porque al ayudarme a derribar todos esos demonios, me construiste de nuevo. Y por eso, nunca voy a ser capaz de pagarte. •capítulo 44

By Anonym 15 Sep

Suzy Kassem

Any system that values profit over human life is a very dangerous one indeed.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Andrzej Sapkowski

You can't stop a soldier from being frightened but you can give him motivation to help him overcome that fear. I have no such motivation. I can't have. I'm a witcher: an artificially created mutant. I kill monsters for money. I defend children when their parents pay me to. If Nilfgaardian parents pay me, I'll defend Nilfgaardian children. And even if the world lies in ruin - which does not seem likely to me - I'll carry on killing monsters in the ruins of this world until some monster kills me. That is my fate, my reason, my life and my attitude to the world. And it is not what I chose. It was chosen for me.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

—Demostrando un punto. —Me desvestí hasta que estuve completamente desnudo—. No puedo ocultarme de ti. —Levanté los brazos en el aire—. Sería imposible ocultar la reacción de mi cuerpo... con sólo mirar... estoy así. Con sólo mirarte, cada músculo individual en mi cuerpo se tensa. Sólo viendo tu sonrisa, concentrándome en aquellos ojos azules, lo olvido todo menos a ti. Tu sabor, tus labios, tu boca. —Me moví hacia el piso—. Mi cuerpo no puede mentir... —La besé suavemente—. Y créeme cuando digo que no te miento con mis palabras. Aquí... —Toqué su pecho—, eres hermosa. Aquí... —acaricié su mejilla—, es imposible no mirarte. Para mí eres perfecta. •capítulo 42

By Anonym 16 Sep

Anthony Liccione

Gain fame, and the paparazzi or media waits and watches for them to slip, just to shame their name.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Michael Bassey Johnson

If a negative viewer looks at you with an ugly fiendish eye, find a way and pluck off his eyes, or better still, protect your good image.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

Cielos. El cielo en la tierra. Amaba esa sonrisa. Me refiero a que, por el momento lo odiaba pero su risa era… algo diferente. Hacía que quisiera caer presa de sus encantos, pero lo sabía mejor. No lo hacía lindo. Sólo…se lo hacía a las chicas, lo que aparentemente funcionaba bien para él. •capítulo 22

By Anonym 19 Sep

Arundhati Roy

What if he's right? We've seen great countries fall into ruin virtually overnight. What if we're next in line? That thought fills me with a kind of epochal sadness. If this little back street is anything to go by, perhaps the unraveling has already begun. Everything has suddenly fallen quiet. All the construction has stopped. The laborers have disappeared. Where are the whores and the homosexuals and the dogs with fancy coats? I miss them. How could it all disappear so quickly? I mustn't keep standing here, like some nostalgic old fool. Things will get better. They must.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

Y cómo deseo que me bese otra vez. No estaba segura si así es como siempre estaría con Gabe. O bien estábamos discutiendo o besándonos. En cualquier caso me di cuenta de algo. Estar con Gabe era como ir a un zoológico y ver los leones acechando en frente de las ventanas de su jaula. Dales la libertad y te devoran, pero mientras se aguantan ellos mismos contenidos manteniendo todo bajo control, están a salvo. •capítulo 28

By Anonym 20 Sep

Marie Lu

Your Majesty,” he whispers, breathless. A note of amusement creeps into his voice. “You’ll ruin me.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

El toque más erótico que un hombre pueda experimentar es el de una mujer clavándole las uñas en el cuero cabelludo y dar un pequeño tirón. —Gabe H, Wes M, y todos los hombres… de cualquier lugar. •capítulo 19

By Anonym 20 Sep

Nitya Prakash

You're the ache and the ruin, the mess I fell into without hesitation.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

Ese hombre podría ser el mismo diablo —y probablemente lo era si su anterior comportamiento era una indicación— todo lo que necesitaría es una canción y yo estaría a su voluntad. Esa era la razón por la cual los músicos eran peligrosos, te hacían olvidar quién eras. El núcleo de lo que eres se puede perder tan fácilmente en la música. Eran las modernas sirenas, blandiendo el poder de la persuasión con su don. Y el resto de la población humana no tenía oportunidad de librarse de su trampa. •capítulo 9

By Anonym 16 Sep

Kamand Kojouri

For all these stars, nothing is new. They’ve seen all kinds of wars and miracles, too. They know the messengers with their holy books will smile and wash their hands in blood. They know the politicians with their good looks will make the poor eat pies of mud. They’ve seen the Earth freeze and then burn with greed. They’ve seen the trees and the seas emptied. Yet, you won’t hear their sneers when a man arrives and, having experienced a number of years, proclaims: 'I have lived!' Because nothing is new under these stars: the lies, the love, the memories and scars, the ruin, the revolution, the fakes and true, the families, the friends, none of it is new. All of it—even the me and you.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

—No quiero que seas el caballero. —Sí, pero, Lisa, creo que eso es exactamente lo que realmente anhelas. No es la adrenalina rápida del alma que late con fuerza frente a la chimenea, sino el tipo de amor que dura por horas... días. El tipo que experimentas solamente una vez en la vida, sólo cuando te entregas a ti mismo realmente por alguien más. Es lo que yo quiero contigo. •capítulo 42

By Anonym 17 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

Me sentí como si él estuviera utilizando el doble sentido. El Gabe filosófico era un poco aterrador porque me hacía sentir más insegura que el Gabe idiota. Pero, ¿el chico sentado en este momento junto a mí? Estaba empezando a entender, él no era una sola persona. Era cada persona, todo, lo que sea que necesitabas que sea, lo era. Como un camaleón.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

Sus ojos fueron mi ruina. —Weston. —Él me tendió la mano—. ¿Y tú eres? Estoy arruinada. —Kiersten. –capítulo 2

By Anonym 18 Sep

Miriam Lichtheim

The affairs of the people have gone to ruin. See, all the craftsmen, they do not work, The land’s foes have despoiled its craftsmen.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

Y de repente, el final de la historia tenía sentido. Diez notas diferentes, todas clamando a la vez. Caos. Gabe era Caos. •capítulo 26

By Anonym 17 Sep

Liz Newman

Of Ruin and Renewal We are souls Of ruin and renewal Sorting through the rubble Of our painful past. We are souls Of ruin and renewal Waiting for the dust To settle at last We are souls Of ruin and renewal Searching for eyes that see us And walk through the debris We are souls Of ruin and renewal, We rebuild, we revive, We repurpose our own story.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sheri Webber

It sounded like the usual—seduce and ruin, my area of expertise, also my area of boredom.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Katy Butler

When a fine old carpet is eaten by mice, the colors and patterns of what's left behind do not change,' wrote my neighbor and friend, the poet Jane Hirschfield, after she visited an old friend suffering from Alzheimer's disease in a nursing home. And so it was with my father. His mind did not melt evenly into undistinguishable lumps, like a dissolving sand castle. It was ravaged selectively, like Tintern Abbey, the Cistercian monastery in northern Wales suppressed in 1531 by King Henry VIII in his split with the Church of Rome. Tintern was turned over to a nobleman, its stained-glass windows smashed, its roof tiles taken up and relaid in village houses. Holy artifacts were sold to passing tourists. Religious statues turned up in nearby gardens. At least one interior wall was dismantled to build a pigsty. I've seen photographs of the remains that inspired Wordsworth: a Gothic skeleton, soaring and roofless, in a green hilly landscape. Grass grows in the transept. The vanished roof lets in light. The delicate stone tracery of its slim, arched quatrefoil windows opens onto green pastures where black-and-white cows graze. Its shape is beautiful, formal, and mysterious. After he developed dementia, my father was no longer useful to anybody. But in the shelter of his broken walls, my mother learned to balance her checkbook, and my heart melted and opened. Never would I wish upon my father the misery of his final years. But he was sacred in his ruin, and I took from it the shards that still sustain me.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Radhika Mukherjee

In Ruin City, in the rain, the sound of melancholy is a buzzing maelstrom of quiet desperation. The shatter has been so great, there is no sound left to despair.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

I love you. If you remember nothing else for the rest of your life, if you fall and hit your head and can’t remember my name, if you get so sick you’re unrecognizable, if you hate me, if you’re on your deathbed and can’t manage to even lift a finger — remember this. I. Love. You. Always. Forever. Eternally. Is that kind of love something you can handle, Saylor?

By Anonym 19 Sep

Deyth Banger

The Words 2012, one world is ruin and one new world is build. One twisted pictures, one couple which loved each other... just their relationship dies... And another person just steal somebody's life and then he finds the truth...

By Anonym 19 Sep

Charles De Leusse

We don't build the ruins. Our soul is in hate. (On ne construit des ruines. - Notre âme est dans la haine.)

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

Existe un yin y yang en la vida. Pero las personas no se dan cuenta hasta que es muy tarde. •capítulo 22

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jeffrey Fry

Do not let your past insecurities ruin your future victories.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jessica Khoury

I know who you are,” he says. Something about his tone causes my heart of smoke to flicker in response, and I throw my guard up. “Oh? And who, O boy of Parthenia, am I?” He nods to himself, his eyes alight. “You’re her. You’re that jinni. Oh, gods. Oh, great bleeding gods! You’re the one who started the war!” “Excuse me?” “You’re the jinni who betrayed that famous queen—what was her name? Roshana? She was trying to bring peace between the jinn and the humans, but you turned on her and started the Five Hundred Wars.” I turn cold. I want him to stop, but he doesn’t. “I’ve heard the stories,” he says. “I’ve heard the songs. They call you the Fair Betrayer, who enchanted humans with your . . .” He pauses to swallow. “Your beauty. You promised them everything, and then you ruined them.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Steven Magee

The corporate controlled military does a great job of ruining peoples lives.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

Finalmente... encontré paz. En los brazos de alguien que me miraba como si fuera su aire. ~Lisa •capítulo 52

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rachel Van Dyken

El toque más erótico que un hombre pueda experimentar es el de una mujer clavándole las uñas en el cuero cabelludo y dar un pequeño tirón. —Gabe H, Wes M, y todos los hombres… de cualquier lugar. •capítulo 29

By Anonym 18 Sep

Iain Pears

[Pope] Clement waved his hands in irritation as if to dismiss the very idea. "The world is crumbling into ruin. Armies are marching. Men and women are dying everywhere, in huge numbers. Fields are abandoned and towns deserted. The wrath of the Lord is upon us and He may be intending to destroy the whole of creation. People are without leaders and direction. They want to be given a reason for this, so they can be reassured, so they will return to their prayers and their obiediences. All this is going on, and you are concerned about the safety of two Jews?

By Anonym 20 Sep

Madeleine Roux

You are ruin and chaos to them, but you are lovely to my eye.' 'You're brave or daft, then,' she said, quite rightly. 'Chaos and ruin. Where does that leave me, then?

By Anonym 16 Sep

Mehmet Murat Ildan

Every irrational and unscientific belief will ruin your life! Your own wrong belief will be your own tragic punishment!