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Your behavior inside your home is the real indicator of your character. Not in the workplace, not in school. Sure, it's nice to look good when you leave your home, and make a bella figure. But in terms of your identity, the most important thing is who you are with your parents, with your children, with your cousins. Th most important thing is how you behave with he people who really matter.

Your ancestors are rooting for you.

Your body can be in captivity, your life can be in captivity, but there is only one thing you should not allow to be in captivity; that is your soul.

Your body is a Temple. You are what you eat. Do not eat processed food, junk foods, filth, or disease carrying food, animals, or rodents. Some people say of these foods, 'well, it tastes good'. Most of the foods today that statically cause sickness, cancer, and disease ALL TATSE GOOD; it's well seasoned and prepared poison. THIS IS WHY SO MANY PEOPLE ARE SICK; mentally, emotionally, physically, and spiritually; because of being hooked to the 'taste' of poison, instead of being hooked on the truth and to real foods that heal and provide you with good health and wellness. Respect and honor your Temple- and it will honor you.

Your daughter's coming of age, you ought to let her see the world a little.

Your curse still isn't really broken. The castle and everyone in it have been forgotten. No one remembers this place. You could find all les charmantes and bring them here. Bring them home. And get yourself... uncursed." "Hmmm," Rosalind said, thinking. "Not bad. It's an odd idea, considering this is the place we almost came to our end... but it's intriguing. Yes, I like it. Go find everyone and bring them home. Really, it's the least you could do after what your parents did." Maurice might have given Rosalind a little frown at that last bit, but she shrugged. The Beast blinked. "Go... find them? Me?" "Yes. Why not?" Belle said with a smile, reading his thoughts. "You would have to actually go out into the world that you've been watching for so long in your magic mirror." "With you," the Beast said without missing a beat. "I could do anything, with you." Belle grinned and started to answer... ... and then saw Maurice and Rosalind, who were both watching her to see what she would do. Belle had a family again. She had a mother- the most interesting, perplexing mother in the world- whom she had just met. There was too much to ask her, to talk about. But this was finally her chance to go out on those adventures she had always dreamed of. Abandoned Greek islands, the hearts of never-before-seen forests, even Paris and Rome.... They would travel the world looking for reclusive charmantes to bring home. Who knew what they might see!

Your daughter, your sister. She is salt to the sea,

You really are like him, your father." "I can't tell whether you think that's good or bad." "What does it matter? It's simply true.

You're brave and smart and kind and I'd be a fool not to trust you.

You’re injured.” He flicks his chin at my bleeding leg. “We need to get that cleaned up.” “It’ll be fine,” I wave it off. “My mom will descend upon me with a bottle of peroxide the second I hit the door.

You're my family, Nathan, and I always knew I would have you forever. Now I know what I want that forever to look like.

You’re not so much of a shmuck after all, Jarry.” “Thanks, PITA. But you tell anyone that I’m going soft, and I’ll deny it with my last breath.” “Would I do that?” Sarah asks with what she attempts to be an innocent expression, and fails miserably. “Yes,” I say easily. “Yes, you would.

You're okay, I'm okay, we're okay.

You're officially family now; you've cussed at the breakfast table.

You’re not going to lose me again,” aku berjanji. “You’ve never lost me in the first place anyway.” Dapat kurasakan dirinya tersenyum dalam rangkulanku. “And you’ve never lost me either.

Your family will flourish when decisions are guided by the Lord—the head of your household.

Your father you esteem. Your mother you pamper. Your relatives you regard. Your friends you value. Your neighbors you respect. Your enemies you pardon.

Your family is real, but mine isn't? Real people with real feelings, but my family isn't real to you. You think. I'm a character. A story. Those women you talk about. Not real people to you. Stupid women. I'm real. I'm as real as you are. My family is real like your family.

Your family should be there. Your family should always be there. What does it say about you if they aren't?

Your family, your real family, will always welcome you home with open arms. Anyone who says you can lose their love isn't really family, no matter what blood says.

Your family will find you, blood or no.

Your friend mourns your losses with you, because they experience them too. The truth is, no matter how lonely you might feel, you're never going through anything alone....you can choose your family.

Your friends can be double-edged knife thy can either nurture you or destroy you. Choose them Wisely......

your gonna meet new people, but be careful most of them are 2 faced. But remember the most important people is God and family aren't 2 faced so look up to the ones that are important in your life.

Your heartbeat is safe and familiar and all things home. It's the dance of dust on top of the kitchen cupboards, the wind through the rosemary, the brittle flutter of textbook pages, the embrace of a memory until now forgotten.

Your home is where your family is... Where someone waits for you and thinks about you.

Your impact on the lives of others--your family, the people at your church, your workmates--is cultivated with each decision you make, no matter how small.

Your imaginations are not beyond creation, only God's imaginations exceeds all creation.

Your identity should not be fully defined by what you do, by being a manager, a wife, a mother of children or a computer programmer

Your life have to be filled with interesting tales that it should not bore your grandchildren, when you tell them someday.

Your life is the people who fill it," Mel says. "And nothing's good without them.

Your love awakens my spirit.

Your mother wasn’t upset. “Scars stay with you so you don’t forget,” she said. She seemed almost satisfied.

Your neighbour is your nearest family.

Your silence furnishes a dark house. But even at the risk of burning, the moth always seeks the light.

Your partner needs your attention and your watering of his or her positive seeds. Without that attention, your relationship will wither.

Your Skin is not a deprivation, your life is not a defeat, the fact that you call yourself black does not mean that your eyes, soul and brain are black try to whiten yourself. If they blackmail you, whitemail yourself. Don't allow people's opinion to pin you down. Build yourself above the standard of slavery.

Your own family circle knows whether Christ lives in you and through you.

Your sister is the only true friend you'll ever have.

Your trust in me then and now scares and reassures me.

Your relationship with your brother will be, in many ways, the most complex and bewildering of all the interpersonal connections you will form. An older brother is both authority and peer, friend and bitter enemy, partner and rival, and will play these contradictory roles to varying degrees throughout your life. At this point the rivalry is most prominent, owing to the difference in age and the resentment your brother feels toward you monopolizing your mother's attention. Try to remember, in the face of the poor treatment you receive at his hands, that more than a pure desire to cause you harm or pain, this is an effort on his part to win back some of that attention, even if it's only through being scolded and punished.

You say 'love' too easily, Kepler." "No, not rally - please don't call me that. The idea that love has to be a blazing romantic thing of monogamous stability is innately ludicrous. You loved your parents, perhaps, because they were the warmth you could flee to. You loved your first childhood crush with a passion that made your lips tingle, your flesh grow light in their presence. You loved your wife with the steadiness of an ocean against the shore; your lover with the blaze of a shooting star, your best friend with the confidence of a mountain. Love is a many-splendorous thing, as the old song says....

You should always say goodbye to the people you love before you walk away. Hug them and hold them tight like it is the last moment you have, because it just might be.

You shouldn’t need a staff of people larger than your own family. We don’t live in a manor.

You should enjoy the freedom. Sometimes a bit of time helps you see what matters.

You take all this for granted. You do it every day of your life, eating with your loved ones around you, but you hardly ever stop to think about what a gift it is. How fortunate we are to have this quiet time at the end of the day.

You think if you don’t talk about it, you can just pretend everything is all right? Everything is not all right. Not with us, not with your parents, not with anything today. And if you let yourself go anywhere real with it, you have to acknowledge it.

You think you’re smart enough, because you’ve spent your whole life building walls In order to protect yourself from monsters. But those monsters were close enough not to be reached, Sometimes they are family They are friends And most times; monsters are those who claimed to love you more than they even love themselves.

You’ve always been my summer.”, Loving Summer by Kailin Gow

You underestimate us, Josephine,” Taylor smiled. “A few guards, chains, and a locked door can’t keep a family apart.