Best 201 quotes in «mess quotes» category

There's nothing women love more than an effort. You can even mess it up. The shoes that you bought don't have to be right. You might have gotten the wrong chocolates. But she'll know if you made an effort.

The truth is, there is no line. There's only your life, how you mess it up, and who is there to save you. Or who isn't.

The thinking it took to get us into this mess is not the same thinking that is going to get us out of it.

The seeds of death get lost in the mess that God made us.

The United Nations is a mess, riddled with scandals. In fact, the U.N. itself is a scandal.

To be honest, I inherited a mess.ISIS has spread like cancer - another mess I inherited.

The world isn't tidy; it's a mess. I don't try to make it neat.

Trickle-down did not work. It got us into the mess we were in, in 2008 and 2009. Slashing taxes on the wealthy hasn’t worked. And a lot of really smart, wealthy people know that. And they are saying, hey, we need to do more to make the contributions we should be making to rebuild the middle class.

We all mess up. It's what we learn from our mistakes that matters.

We make messes of our lives, but every now and then, we manage to do something that's exactly right. The challenge is figuring out which is which.

We have sold our birthright of freedom and justice for a mess of national security.

Well, it takes all kinds to make a mess.

When love is not at its height, it always creates a mess.

What a sad thing men are. Can’t do nothing good without being so weak we have to mess it up. Can’t build something up without tearing it down.

When I warm up now though—especially on center court—there is usually music playing, so I don't really mess with music.

When you're recording, if you're not really clean in your playing, it sounds like a mess.

When you're driving, the helmet squashes your hair, so you don't really have a hairstyle. When you get out, you're sweating and your hair is a mess.

You have to be willing to be happy. Despite the mess of your life-just accept what's happened, throw away your ideals, and create a new map of happiness to follow.

Yeah, I don't mess with chicks younger. They got to be almost thirty.

You are not a mess. You are a feely person in a messy world.

You have to just dive over the edge. You haven't got time to mess about.

Where I'm from, there's two things you don't mess with. You don't mess with a man's woman, or his hat DON'T TOUCH A MAN'S HAT!

You don’t know what goes on in anyone’s life but your own. And when you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re not messing with just that part. Unfortunately, you can’t be that precise and selective. When you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re messing with their entire life. Everything. . . affects everything.

You got to ac-cent-tchu-ate the positiveE-lim-i-nate the negativeAnd latch on to the affirmative.Don't mess with mister inbetween.

You know what? I didn't mess up about Paul Revere... In a shout-out, gotcha type of question that was asked of me, I answered candidly. And I know my American history.

You look at the Middle East, it's a total mess.

You mess with one Quinn, you mess with them all.

As long as no one gets tired From hiding behind one’s self, Let’s keep on playing this silly game of pretend That we no longer fear what tomorrow hides And That our Yesterdays left us no aches in our cores Nor chaos in our minds … Let’s just pretend

You’re not pathetic. Actually, I envy you a little.” “Because I’m a mess?” Zach asked dryly. “No. Because you’re not afraid to be a mess.

Your path is not narrow... so you can't mess it up.

Zombies dont mess with other zombies.

Daughters aren’t trash you can toss away, Dad. I had to deal with the mess you left.

Dream big! But not so big that it becomes a mess, and you may never reach reality.

Don't worry. You'll find your message in your mess.

For the thousandth time, Adele Collier, don’t open the closet door or you’ll get crushed!

For everything there is a reason. Just go and search it in the big mess!

I couldn't forgive him or like him, but I saw that what he had done was, to him, entirely justified. It was all very careless and confused. They were careless people, Tom and Daisy - they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness, or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made...

He filled her ears with lies Her eyes with the tears He filled her heart with pain Her mind with confusions She is stuck in the dark mess And forgot She is a diamond shining bright - The Diamond Got Stuck.

Her smile created chaos in his heart every time and it always messed up his mind. But it was also the same thing, which every time silenced the storms and calmed down every demon inside him which always tried to tear him apart.

I bet that guy was as obsessed with Sarah as I am with this other girl, and I bet he promised himself never to hurt her, just like I've been doin' - and look what he's done to her. He's left her a crumpled mess, lyin' on her bed all the time.

God's and beasts, that is what our world is made of.

He longed for cleanliness and tidiness: it was hard to find peace in the middle of disorder.

Humans are pretty complicated,” I said. “No, Boy. Rain-forest ecosystems are complicated. Humans are just a mess.

I am clumsy, drop glasses and get drunk on Monday afternoons. I read Seneca and can recite Shakespeare by heart, but I mess up the laundry, don’t answer my phone and blame the world when something goes wrong. I think I have a dream, but most of the days I’m still sleeping. The grass is cut. It smells like strawberries. Today I finished four books and cleaned my drawers. Do you believe in a God? Can I tell you about Icarus? How he flew too close to the sun? I want to make coming home your favourite part of the day. I want to leave tiny little words lingering in your mind, on nights when you’re far away and can’t sleep. I want to make everything around us beautiful; make small things mean a little more. Make you feel a little more. A little better, a little lighter. The coffee is warm, this cup is yours. I want to be someone you can’t live without. I want to be someone you can’t live without.

I’d do it all over again, knowing that you were going to be there at the end. I’d walk through the sadness and the loneliness all over again for you.

I'm a beautiful mess of contradiction, A chaotic display of imperfection.

I felt blank dismay, instant fear for myself. I did not want to be involved in any mess of Priscilla's. I did not even want to have to be sorry for Priscilla.

I guess that sometimes it just takes a long walk through the darkness, a long walk through the darkest shadows and corners of your soul to realize that those are a part of you as well, that you've created through your experiences and thoughts those parts within yourself and as much as you can choose to fear them and repress them, they will require your attention one day, they will need your care and acceptance before you can clean them away and turn the lights on. For you refuse to shine the light on something that is imperfect, because you fear judgement and rejection, but you can always choose to look towards the light as the only source of true beauty and love that can help you in the cleaning process. Healing, after a long time of struggle and mess is a complex process, but a necessary one nevertheless. We are so overwhelmed by the amount of work it requires that we so often choose to run away from the light, hide in our dark corner and hope that we will never be found, hope that we will never be seen, or desperately look outwards for that love and compassion that we can no longer find within ourselves, for our soul's light no longer shines as it used to. And sometimes we just find those people that can see the light beneath all that dust and darkness that's been pilled up, those kind of light workers that understand our broken souls and manage to pick us up and see the beauty within us, when we find it so hard to see it ourselves. Sometimes I get so tired of separation, of division, of groups and different religions and belief systems. Even if you do find the truth, once you've put it into words, books and rules it already becomes distorted by the mind into something that is no longer truth. So I no longer hope for understanding, no longer hope for the opinion of a judgemental mind, but I hope to find the words that touch the soul before the mind, I hope to find the touch that warms the heart from deep inside, and hope to find that far away abandoned part of me which I've left behind.

I like working among ‘creative clutter’. It gives me a sense of activity and achievement.

Many a mess, but greater the grace of mercy.