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Time for us began to be measured by moments when we spoke, and moments when we longed to speak again.

Time for a showdown with her mutinous brewmaster. She'd tried nice. She'd tried all business. She'd tried cajoling. Now, it was time to try bitch with big brass balls.

Time is a watchful adversary, who waits enduringly for that merciless hour, hurrying to work the hands of separation.

Time is a thief. A killer. Time is killing him.

Time is tick, tick, ticking away. How many souls will I capture today? Will they be a challenge or will they be given? Only time will tell as the clock keeps tick, tick, ticking. Your god has arrived with enough hatred for y’all, with enough evil for the big and small, so come one, come all. I will shred your souls and place them in my satchel, call you a settler and make you my peddler. Come one, come all, come stand behind your god. I will lead you into the darkness of Earth's end. Come one, come all, my wilted flowers, come claim your title, speak out and cheer it. Come one, come all, let’s have a ball, my wilted flowers . . . Sweet, Unconquerable Spirits.

Time keeps ticking away, unaware of the suffering each second generates. Time doesn’t care, because if it did, it would’ve reversed.

Time stopped in the last time I saw you.

Times like this were special. Memory builders. When something extraordinary happened to a person the kind of things remembered forever after it didn't have to be a life-changing event like a graduation or marriage or birth of a child. It more often was the small things. The sheer joy of summer sunlight on a fragrant flower. The giggle of a toddler. The brush of a lover's fingertips. And the person marks the moment with the flashing insight thinking... This is special. I should remember this

Tis the moment where a decision is set to alter the course of her destiny. She walks toward the light where he patiently awaits her arrival.

Tipani flower skies blazing rapture of color laced tree crowns silhouettes along the ocean diamond necklaced beach...of my heart in fragrance of love spilled by caressing kisses of the sun opening the gates to dive deep through away to horizons with no return...

Tis both a blessing a and a curse to desire a man in a physical manner.

Tis said if you will but cast a desire under the crescent moon as stars cross its path, your wish will always come true.

Tis just you and me, all alone.” She smiled suggestively. “And there is an inn here before us,” Killian noted. “Just a few steps to the doorway.” She smiled. “They surely have beds.” He grinned.

To a woman sexual intimacy is more a tool to get mentally close to her partner than merely a means to physical pleasure.

To be a great warrior is not enough. Flesh and blood, however skilled, can be destroyed... you must be more than just a man in minds of your opponents.

To be a great writer you must be fearless with your words.

To be fair, her expected hatred of all things male has not materialised because it is clear that she simply dislikes everyone. I suspect that this is an attempt to remain aloof from the minions but it has backfired badly. The women, who were looking upon her as a potential saviour, now regard her as a traitor to her sex. The blokes are just relieved.

To be inspired is great, but to inspire is an honor.

To completely understand me you must first accept that I am not you.

To conquer fear, you must become fear - you must bask in the fear of the BOOK... and men fear most what they cannot see- The Power of the Book is spiritual.

Today again I stopped myself. I thought to give you a little more time. Possibly this isn't yet an efficacious juncture for us, want you to have some more experiences in your life, walk a little more with that upper false lounge which is, served in your path. At every new turn, you will find a partner who will the then leave you with the fleeting satisfaction. You have to get involved with them, Cherish yourself, do entertain with the spark, but do not let you open your heart for them. Otherwise, it will destroy you. Do not look back now .. I want you to walk a little more and you can. Do not let the happiness of your loves achievements drunken with your friends, if it results, your nervousness will wake me up if your dunk eyes got closed. Do not make me come close to you. If you got sleepy, then these sands will make a more distance with my dark fate. You will be free from those memories that could disrupt the mind. While going ahead, now you will not be in the sorrow of losing or leaving something behind, there is no one coming along either. I know, The path will still be a bit tricky but this heart is so sure that you will not stop like mine. You have to go on challenging these sands and realizing your dreams by reprimand with the time and gladly, you know when you will look in the sky, a star will always brighten more by the lightening of your eyes. And for that, I want you to walk a little more and you will, for us. I believe this is not too deserted from where you have begun, as the wind never flows only in one direction likewise it will change her way. The picture will change and the attitude, the whole chapter will make a new start and there will be more bright colors when we meet at the end of the last rock of the Mountain which was created by our endeavors. And from there will take one step further, for the way of a new journey, we will in the air surrounded by nature, feeling the peace, an inner joy, and a great pleasure. There is no ground under the feet and yes now you can feel me. With all this, you will feel the pressure of the air more as we go down, you will find difficulty in breathing as well but you will be Hassle-Free when you look into my eyes, go on... Don't be afraid of anything, be with me and hold me tight as if you have this as the last moment of your life, keep on looking into my eyes, Now we are getting into the water not with so much relief, but by splitting off it. Water has sprung up and has gone deep. We landed deeply inside it, now at any chance, no matter how much difficult it will just hold my hand and breath. Trust me, this will going to be your best experience yet. Slowly your eyes will be closed, there will be an ointment, the deep blue water of the sea will feel a sense of peace and then little bubbles will release from the center of your lips. Do not panic, I'll get close to the raising heartbeat of your heart, you will have the feel of our togetherness. Also, time to start a new phase with opening your eyes and the moment you rise up from the water, the bright white lovely rays will be on your face, the light from the window which will now be on your face will be our new morning. So do not wait now, steal your time and present it to you so that, now when I hear you, life should be fulfilled. And we too...

To catch you're elusive dreams you must be prepared to track it to the ends of the earth. Let nothing stop you're pursuit of dreams.

Toco sua mão e mais uma vez a energia percorre todo o meu braço. Nate fica nitidamente desconcertado e tenta se esquivar. Eu reparei que ele esquiva-se muitas vezes. Ou serei eu que me aproximo demais?

Today, death is your opponent.

Today I will pursue Francesca. And she will run if she knows what’s good for her.

Today I realize that I’m not marrying the one I thought loved me, I’m just Morgan Lewis, the owner of a bakery, a tiny apartment in downtown Atlanta, and a 2012 Camry. Nothing special, just another person walking through town to start her day.

Today was the introduction, and introductions were important. The girl had to meet the boy in an equal setting – if they met any other way there’d always be a question about whether it was True Love or a more financially motivated desire that awakened the passions.

To embellish reality with makeup, with silk and royal purple, isn’t that what we all should be doing? Beneath the life we live every day the silk and the purple are hiding, waiting for us. A person just has to dare to throw off his everyday clothes, to rip them off and to put on the silk and purple that exist, I know it. But we’re the ones who cover them up. Out of boredom, indifference, fear. Mostly fear. So right from the first moment I met you, my lies were always the truth: in telling them I unveiled the world for you — the hidden world, the true world. You were really the one who lied. You wanted everything to remain untouched, paradise to be paradise, and me angel. But you made a fatal mistake: you never believed me. You never understood why I lied, that through my lies I was giving you a unique gift: the truth. You always tried to control me — out of love, of course. But is there any word more ambiguous than the word “love”?

Todo lo que puedo hacer es esperar, dejar pasar los días. El tiempo no lo cura todo, esa es una mentira que se repiten los que están desesperados por olvidar, pero sí consigue poner en espera los sentimientos y las emociones. Apartas los recuerdos y los recluyes en una zona de tu mente a la que, con suerte, solo accedes en esas noches en las que te cuesta conciliar el sueño. Al final, logras vivir y seguir adelante aunque sepas que hay una parte de ti que malvive como puede. Haces balance y llegas a la conclusión de que eres más o menos feliz, y procuras no mirar atrás.

To describe a kiss is to describe a diary entry or a pair of underwear—each is personal and private, slightly awkward. Very awkward. But necessary.

To fall in love for any reason does cause fires of emotion. When we are in love, we ride on a positive energy as compared to not being in love. When we are love, we transcend conditional love to that of unconditional and we are now flowering in consciousness. Love is a very important element of consciousness as it becomes purer with Source union even as our consciousness is expanded further. Consciousness is love that is light.

To find and keep love today, you have to learn the mystery of seduction.

To feel aroused is to feel alive. Having great sex is like taking in huge lungfuls of fresh air, essential to your body, essential to your health, and essential to your life.

To Helen I saw thee once-once only-years ago; I must not say how many-but not many. It was a july midnight; and from out A full-orbed moon, that, like thine own soul, soaring, Sought a precipitate pathway up through heaven, There fell a silvery-silken veil of light, With quietude, and sultriness, and slumber Upon the upturn'd faces of a thousand Roses that grew in an enchanted garden, Where no wind dared to stir, unless on tiptoe- Fell on the upturn'd faces of these roses That gave out, in return for the love-light Thier odorous souls in an ecstatic death- Fell on the upturn'd faces of these roses That smiled and died in this parterre, enchanted by thee, by the poetry of thy prescence. Clad all in white, upon a violet bank I saw thee half reclining; while the moon Fell on the upturn'd faces of the roses And on thine own, upturn'd-alas, in sorrow! Was it not Fate that, on this july midnight- Was it not Fate (whose name is also sorrow) That bade me pause before that garden-gate, To breathe the incense of those slumbering roses? No footstep stirred; the hated world all slept, Save only thee and me. (Oh Heaven- oh, God! How my heart beats in coupling those two worlds!) Save only thee and me. I paused- I looked- And in an instant all things disappeared. (Ah, bear in mind this garden was enchanted!) The pearly lustre of the moon went out; The mossy banks and the meandering paths, The happy flowers and the repining trees, Were seen no more: the very roses' odors Died in the arms of the adoring airs. All- all expired save thee- save less than thou: Save only the divine light in thine eyes- Save but the soul in thine uplifted eyes. I saw but them- they were the world to me. I saw but them- saw only them for hours- Saw only them until the moon went down. What wild heart-histories seemed to lie enwritten Upon those crystalline, celestial spheres! How dark a woe! yet how sublime a hope! How silently serene a sea of pride! How daring an ambition!yet how deep- How fathomless a capacity for love! But now, at length, dear Dian sank from sight, Into western couch of thunder-cloud; And thou, a ghost, amid the entombing trees Didst glide away. Only thine eyes remained. They would not go- they never yet have gone. Lighting my lonely pathway home that night, They have not left me (as my hopes have) since. They follow me- they lead me through the years. They are my ministers- yet I thier slave Thier office is to illumine and enkindle- My duty, to be saved by thier bright light, And purified in thier electric fire, And sanctified in thier Elysian fire. They fill my soul with Beauty (which is Hope), And are far up in heaven- the stars I kneel to In the sad, silent watches of my night; While even in the meridian glare of day I see them still- two sweetly scintillant Venuses, unextinguished by the sun!

Together, they at once dodged those parts of themselves and magnified them, making for enigmatic harmony and anarchy.

Together they’d run away. Together they could find a place to call home. Together they’d finally form their own constellation and never break apart again. He would be her starlight again and she his sun.

To have someone understand your mind is a different kind of intimacy altogether.

To him, she was one of the few girls who was nice to him, the stodgy son of a poor alcoholic shoemaker with such little status that he seemed unlikely to even get one wife, let alone the three or more that designated a man of standing.

To have the opportunity to know your parents is to have the opportunity to truly know yourself.

To have to perform a scene, a punishment scene like that, was extremely unpleasant. It bothered me to hurt you, Jessica,” he growled. “You will let me hold you, and offer me some comfort in return.

To her surprise, Lucky tilted his head and looked her in the eye, appearing oddly…crestfallen, she thought. “Don’t be nervous,” he said. “I hate making you nervous.

To know true love, even though it was impossible to keep, had finally cracked her heart open enough to let someone else in.

To love completely is to remember a time and place before; the knowledge of losing it only strengthens it. —from Who Has Known Heights: The Mystique Memoirs of a Melancholic Mind

To lovers out there… We love and what when we cannot love anymore. We Leave. We don’t fight, abuse, Violet, Beat, Bruise, Emotional drained and blackmail, Rape, Kill, Poison, Hurt, distress, torment , lie about other person to destroy their reputation and to hurt them back. We leave the ones that hurt and that don’t appreciate us to find better ones that we will love and they will love us back

To lovers out there…. Whether you are dating for fun. Dating to secure the bag or dating to make ends to meet. Be careful of the people you choose to date, because when you date someone . You end up being like them.

To love, to live, to feel so much that your world keeps spinning, faster and faster, in that wonderful, chaotic mess of humanity that you’d so hastily give up. Immortality is overrated. It is nothing but the ability to live through it all and not experience a single thing, to eat everything without tasting it at all." Isak’s eyes shone with a desperate need. He wanted, more than anything it seemed, to be like me, when all I wanted was to be like him.

To lovers out there... A person who has more money in a relationship feels like they have power to control the relationship and the person they are with in a relationship. That is why now everyone is working hard to have money, so that they can have power. With their power they dont love the other person the best way they can ,but they abuse the person they are with the best way they can. They don’t want to love the other person. They want to control the other person.

To love you fully is to love you in every way possible, even in the smallest, most inconspicuous ways that will eventually all lead back to you.

To me, you are magic.

Tom, how many children do you think I have to have before I figure out you get them by having sex?" "Of course there would be protection," he offered. "Tons of it.