Best 56 quotes of Julie Murphy on MyQuotes

A male frigate bird blows up a wild red pouch on his neck. He can keep it puffed up for hours. It is his way of impressing the girls.

For as long as I could push air in and out of my chest, I would remember this moment that could never be measured.

I’d always heard that when you truly love someone, you’re happy for them as long they’re happy. But that’s a lie. That’s higher-road bullshit. If you love someone so much, why the hell would you be happy to see them with anyone else? I didn’t want the easy kind of love. I wanted the crazy love, the kind of love that created and destroyed all at the same time.

I didn't want the easy kind of love, I wanted the crazy love, the kind of love that created and destroyed all at the same time.

In a hundred years, no one would know us, but this moment for us would last as long as we did.

I smile when I think of the past and get excited about the future.

Sometimes love is so intense that it turns into this gray area that borders on hate. That's what happens when the people you love have that type of power over you.

Aha! I take my three keys on my ring (car, house, El's) and hold my hand in a fist so that each of the keys is peeking out from between my fingers. I remember seeing this on a self-denfense special of Maury. Television saves lives.

All my favorite things start as bad ideas', says Millie.

And I guess that's when I decided being good at something didn't mean you had to do it. Just 'cause something's easy doesn't make it right.

As sweet as it was for him to help me with my boots, there’s something powerful about taking off my own clothing and choosing to reveal myself to someone as dear to me as he is.

But isn’t that the point of labels like boyfriend and girlfriend? To make things easier for other people? She slurps her beer. Isn’t that sad. It’s like the whole world has to walk around with name tags on so we can all feel more comfortable? I guess things are less scary if you know what to call them.

Captain James Cook's ship, The Endeavour, hit a coral outcrop in the Great Barrier Reef in 1770. Cook and his crew camped in what is now called Cooktown for nearly two months while making repairs. Then they sailed south, where Cook claimed the east coast of Australia as British territory.

Every time I blink, all I can see are my flaws. My body in a fun-house mirror. Hips too wide. Thighs too big. And a head too small for the rest of me.

Girls don't have to be nice," she says simply. "But they should stick together...The wider world wants you to think other women are drama...or catty. But that's just because when we work together, we're unstoppable....One day you'll wake up to find that there's a woman, or maybe a few, who have outlasted every changing season of your life.

Her boyfriend, Camdon or Brandon or whatever his name is, tosses Callie his wallet and says, 'Gotta take a leak.' They exchange a kiss--- which, I mean, why? Is he going to drown in the toilet?

Here in my country I’ll live and roam My spirit sings here - This is my home.

I am a total badass. A fat badass.

I decided being good at something didn't mean you had to do it. Just 'cause something's easy doesn't make it right.

I don't exactly get to be moody or snappy when I don't feel like putting on a happy face, because when most people meet me, I'm already starting out with a deficit. Fat girls don't get that luxury.

I don't get it - how you can feel like there are no consequences for living with your feelings on your sleeve.

I don't get why we call it a crush when it feels more like a curse.

I don’t like to think of my hips as a nuisance, but more of an asset. I mean, if this were, like 1642, my whole birthing hips would be worth many cows or something.

If I could avert my eyes from all the kissing people ever, I’m positive that my life would be at least 2 percent more fulfilling.

I hate that there's never anyting good on TV on Saturday afternoons. It's like even the networks are trying to get you off your ass and have a life.

I hate to see fat girls on TV or in movies, because the only way the world seems to be okay with putting a fat person on camera is if they’re miserable with themselves or if they’re the jolly best friend.

I know guys aren’t supposed to cry, but I cried a bunch that night. And I guess that’s when I decided being good at something didn’t mean you had to do it. Just ‘cause something’s easy doesn’t make it right.

I obviously don’t know the whole story here, but good friendships are durable. They’re meant to survive the gaps and the growing pains.

I think you gotta be who you want to be until you feel like you are whoever it is you’re trying to become. Sometimes half of doing something is pretending that you can.

I try not to cringe. Dog-earing a book feels like a violation of some sacred unspoken rule.

I’ve been real lost without her. Like, she was this compass I didn’t even know I had.

I've wasted a lot of time in my life. I've thought too much about what people will say or what they're gonna think. And sometimes it's over silly things like going to the grocery store or going to the post office. But there have been times when I really stopped myself from doing something special. All because I was scared someone might look at me and decide I wasn't good enough. But you don't have to bother with that nonsense. I wasted all that time so you don't have to.

I was so scared that all the big things I wanted would never be anything more than wants.

I wish there were some kind of magic words that could bridge the gap between the person I am and the one I wish I could be. Because the whole fake it till you make it thing? It's not working for me.

I wish there we some kind of magic words that could bridge the gap between the person I am and the one I wish I could be. Because the whole fake it till you make it thing? It’s not working for me.

Loyalty is…loyalty is being there for someone. It’s selfless. It’s about standing by someone’s side even when you don’t want to.

Loyalty isn’t blind. Even when I wish it was. Loyalty is telling someone they’re wrong when no one else will.

Maybe ‘cause you don’t have to win a pageant to wear a crown.

Mom, I feel good. This dress makes me feel like someone I didn't know I could be. I've never owned anything like it. But if when you see this - when you see me- you think it's a pity, that it's a shame I didn't lose a few, then screw you, Mom. Try harder.

My heart is elastic. I realize it for the first time. For so long I thought there was a limit to how much love I could hold and who I could give it to. But life is so much more dynamic than that. Love doesn't disappear when you give it away, and new love doesn't make old love any less legitimate.

My magic truth-the thing that has changed everything for me-is this: the body I have shouldn't change how deserving I am of my dreams. I stopped obsessing over my body being too round or too wise or too lumpy. Because I'm not too much of anything. I am just enough. Even when I don't feel like I am.

No matter how much I tell myself that the fat and the stretch marks don't matter, they do. Even if Bo, for whatever reason, doesn't care, I do. Then there are days when I really give zero flying fucks, and I am totally satisfied with this body of mine. How can I be both of those people at once?

No matter how much I tell myself that the fat and the stretch marks don’t matter, they do.

Plus having sex doesn’t make you a woman. That is so freaking cliché. If you want to have sex, have sex, but don’t make it this huge thing that carries all this weight. You’re setting yourself up for disappointment.

Por que ter coxas enormes e cheias de celulite me obriga a pedir desculpas à humanidade?

She had this way, when she wasn't talking about foreign politics or global warming, of making sense of all the complex things I never knew how to describe.

Sometimes catastrophes split you in half and even if all the pieces are there, they might not ever fit back together.

So this is creepy,' I say, motioning to the school with my non-key-shiv hand.

Swish, I swing from tree to tree. My feet are like hands - I’m a chimpanzee!

The coat was black and drab and obviously purchased for the sake of utility without any thought of fashion. It's the type of sacrifice you make when you're a bigger person.