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Time don't have heart emotions and feelings

Time they say is a great healer, but in this case, I am not sure that is true.

Tina nods sagely and says yes and then something in Plautdietsch, probably something like heck yeah do we ever know what sad is. Sadness is what holds our bones in place.

Titingin ako ng walang kapaguran Magmamasid, ng buong pag-asam Kahit pa ang mga mata mo ay bintana ng aking kamatayan ***from her poem 'Titingnan Kita' (1997)

To appreciate pleasure some had to experience pain; to appreciate joy some had to experience sorrow; to appreciate love some had to experience heartache; and to experience freedom some had to experience fear.

To be a bear and love a she-bear, that would not be such a bad life, and would, at least, be a far better one than to keep his reason and his thoughts, with all the rest that made him human, and yet live on alone, unloved, in sadness.

To be an American is to be accosted by bigotry and enmity for the rights that you were told to appreciate.

To be forgotten by the one to whom you never forget is the worst thing ever happens.

Toby looked so miserable the soldiers gathered around him for support. They sang a revised version of their company song: Buckle for your dust, boys, no flakey diddy-bopping. Stay tight, and fight the Grimhilda Red Alert. The second line was adaptable to any situation: the day before it had included references to grizzly bears.

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...

Today I saw shooting Star was looking totally like me (broken), But nothing happen to the Moon, was exactly like you

Today my uncle died.and i am not feeling sad because he is dead.i am sad about that i can never see him alive again in my whole life.

Today’s storms usher in tomorrow’s sunshine.

Today's tears sweep the road to tomorrow's blessings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example,'The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.' The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Through nights like this one I held her in my arms I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too. How could one not have loved her great still eyes. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. To hear the immense night, still more immense without her. And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture. What does it matter that my love could not keep her. The night is shattered and she is not with me. This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. My sight searches for her as though to go to her. My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. The same night whitening the same trees. We, of that time, are no longer the same. I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her. My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing. Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before. Her voide. Her bright body. Her inifinite eyes. I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long. Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms my sould is not satisfied that it has lost her. Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer and these the last verses that I write for her.

Tongue on your words to taste you there Couldn’t   read what you had never written there Played your message over feeling bad Played your message over it was all I had To tell me what and wherefore this is what it said: I’m tired of you asking me why I’m tired of words like the chatter of birds Give me a pass, let me just get by

Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. To hear the immense night, still more immense without her, And the verse falls to the snow like dew to the pasture.

To overcome the sadness of our hearts, we must remember the joys of our lives.

Toward dawn we shared with you your hour of desolation, the huge lingering passion of your unearthly out cry, as you swung your blind head towards us and laboriously opened a bloodshot, glistening eye, in which we swam with terror and recognition.

Tragic tales rarely do make sense.

True strength is knowing that you don't have to be strong every single second of the day.

Trees lose their leaves in blizzards like these.

Trust can be broken in just a few seconds, but it takes years to heal

Tragedy is a conspiracy created by your soul so that you abandon your body and die.

Training?'Clary echoed."But we trained yesterday." "Some of us have to train everyday,Clary."Jace didnt sound angry,but there was a harshness to his tone,and Clary flushed."Ill see you later,"he added without looking at her,and practically flung himself toward the door. As it shut behind him,Clary reached up and angerily yanked the pins out of her hair.It cascaded in tangles down around her shoulders. "Clary,"Luke said gently.He stood up."What are you doing?" "My hair."She yanked the last pin,hard.Her eyes were shining,and simon could tell she was forcibly wiling herself not to cry."I dont want to wear it like this.It looks stupid." 'No,it dosent'Luke said

Trong một góc lặng của ICU, tôi bắt đầu nghiêm túc suy ngẫm về những điều đau khổ mà tôi đã cố lờ đi trong suốt ngày hôm nay. Sẽ như thế nào nếu tôi ở lại? Sẽ như thế nào nếu tỉnh dậy và mồ côi? Sẽ không bao giờ ngửi thấy mùi tẩu thuốc của bố? Không bao giờ đứng bên mẹ thủ thỉ tâm sự mỗi khi rửa bát? Không bao giờ đọc cho Teddy một chương mới của Harry Potter? Sống mà không có họ? Tôi không chắc đây còn là thế giới mà tôi thuộc về nữa hay không. Tôi không chắc mình có muốn tỉnh lại hay không.

Tutte le notti continuo a chiedere al Signore, "Perché?" E ancora non ho avuto una risposta decente.

Tužna projekcija života za pjesnika je primamljivija od samog života.

Truths, yes. One after another, one boulder settling down, then another. And another. Blotting out the light, darkness closing in, grit and sand sifting down, a solid silence when the last one is in place. Now, dear fool, try drawing a breath. A single breath. There were clouds closed fast round the moon. And one by one, gardens died.

Tutt'a un tratto io... voglio vivere. Ed è grazie a voi...

Umutsuz bir aşk çökmüşse gönlüne sabahın üçünde, özellikle onun orada, yerinde olmadığı kuşkusuna kapıldığında telefon etmeyi gururuna yediremiyorsan, ister istemez içe dönüp kendinle baş başa kalırsın; o anda akrep gibi sokarsın kendini ya da hiçbir zaman postalamayacağın mektuplar yazarsın ona, ya da odanda ileri geri volta atarsın, hem küfür hem dua edersin, sarhoş olursun ya da kendini öldürecekmiş gibi davranırsın. Bu gidişat bir süre sonra tatsızlaşır, bıktırır insanı. Yaratıcı biriysen -ama unutma , o anda boktan bir durumdasın- acılı anılardan ortaya elle tutulur bir şeyler çıkarabilir miyim diye sorarsın kendi kendine. Ve işte bir gece saat üç sularında başıma gelen tam buydu. Birden karar vermiştim , çektiğim acıyı tuvale dökecektim..

Ultimately, everything we do is merely in hopes of being loved or spreading it.

Underneath my imagination there didn't seem to be anything solid except for the space where I shoved my pain and sadness. Besides that, there were only twisted steel threads of axiety, woven through my body and brain, wired into me like a constant warning. Watch out, stay still, move away, stay silent, fight back, run and hide. Even when I was dreaming, but more so when I was awake, there was the constant fear of being caught off-guard, or by the wrong person at the wrong time.

Understand something people, we will be hated by many in the name of Christ, ridiculed, mocked, stoned, slaughtered. We will be fined, jailed and killed for our love for Christ. You are supposed to see better with your eyes today, how close this is happening, just prepare your heart and soul to be braver than Peter and not deny Christ in the moment your life might be in jeopardy for Him and what you believe. Apostle Pauls says to live is Christ to die is gain.

Unfortunately, the most significant moments of our lives are often unpleasant.

Until there is no longer the possibility of sadness, of isolation, there can be no gravity. We all float by, rootless, taking clumsy astronaut steps and calling it progress.

until it is taken out of your mind, it is never lost and it is never gone

Unwept tears hold more agony than the ones shed

UPON FACES ANGEL TEARS... YOUR VOICES IN OUR EARS

Vid ett tillfälle var det ett ungt vårdbiträde som utan att tänka sig för sträckte ut sin hand när hon inte hade skyddshandskarna på och tråkade hans tårar.

Very happy or unhappy, people disappear.

Wake up from death, return to life.

Voy a tener que irme a un planeta sin aire. Porque eres el aire. Eres el aire. Eres el aire. Y el agua. Y los jazmines. Y mi sombra. Y mi canto. ¡Vete! ¿No te han dicho, acaso, que los muertos no regresan? Nunca regresan. Nunca regresan. Nunca regresan.

Waiting for a book to be published is like having a baby. It would be nine months before we heard the patter of tiny pages trotting through the letter box, and the bookcase shuffled it's shelves in boredom and I was a martyr to morning sickness.

Waking up was the worst part. When the blissful sleep was replaced by a slow stirring feeling as the memories made their way through the veil of dreams.

Warriors don't worry, we win!

Wanna know what a bullet feels like, Warren? A real one? It’s not like in the comics…I think you need to. Feel it…It’s not going to make a neat little hole. First - it’ll obliterate your internal organs. Your lung will collapse, feels like drowning…When it finally hits your spine, it’ll blow your central nervous system-…I’m talking. The pain will be unbearable, but you won’t be able to move… A bullet usually travels faster than this, of course. But the dying? It seems like it takes forever. Something, isn’t it? One tiny piece of metal destroys everything. It ripped her insides out… It took her light away. From me. From the world… And now the one person who should be here is gone - and a waste like you gets to live. A tiny piece of metal. Can you feel it now?

Wanting to cry doesn't mean you can.

Was Father getting sadder, or was she just getting old enough to see it?