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How I miss wandering around with old souls, Aimlessly moving from one place to another How I miss all our dreams and our goals And how we've lost ourselves to find each other Seems like a playful game of hide-n-seek But that's how we'll forever play this life Loving and living the truth that we seek Until embraced we find our way to strive Gazing into strangers' eyes to find our soul mates, Knowing we're so much closer than we thought. Our heart keeps the light that forever radiates Through all the darkness, 'til love is taught And yet again we look into the skies, We see the stars, the moon, that light Missing our home beyond the nights Living in love until the end of the fight.

How kind of you to pay us a call, Uncle,” came the biting lash of Sebastian’s voice. “Come to offer us felicitations, have you?” “I’ve come to collect my niece,” Peregrine snarled. “She is promised to my son. Your illicit marriage will not stand!” “She’s mine,” Sebastian snapped. “Surely you can’t be so dim-witted as to think I would simply let her go without a protest.” “I will have the marriage annulled,” Peregrine assured him. “That would only be possible if the marriage hasn’t been consummated. And I assure you, it has.” “We have a physician who has promised to testify that her maidenhead is still intact.” “Like hell,” Sebastian said with chilling pleasantness. “Do you know what kind of reflection that would have on me? I’ve worked too hard to cultivate my reputation— I’ll be damned if I’ll allow any suggestion of impotence to mar it.” He shrugged out of his coat and tossed it to Cam, who caught it in one fist. Sebastian’s lethal gaze never left Peregrine’s livid features. “Has it occurred to you that I may have made her pregnant by now?” “If so, that will be remedied.” Not fully comprehending what her uncle meant, Evie shrank back into Cam’s protective hold. His arms tightened, even as he regarded Peregrine with a rare flash of hatred in his golden eyes. “Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he whispered to Evie. Sebastian’s color rose at Peregrine’s words, making his eyes appear like splintered glass. “Charming,” he said. “I would kill her myself before I’d let you have her.

I always fight hardship and sorrows of life, only with the smile that gives feeling and power of pleasure, not only others, for me too.

I always win.

I am homesick for a place where silence is the only language, love is the only religion, and freedom is not something to be fought for…

I ‘am shaggy as rivers, forests and mountains My eyes see the universe natural and super My mind is of many cuts Non-identical I have fought demons Half-horse, half alligator I ‘am victorious, I bled

I brought a knife to the gunfight. I am the knife. I am all blade.

I cannot believe the path to victory lies in staining our souls so black we become indistinguishable from those we fight.

I can’t be with you. I love Brandon; I’m sorry.” No! “Baby, don’t say that. I will fight for you, I will. Please just give us a shot.” “A part of me will probably always love you, too, but I can’t take chances with you, Chase. You’ll leave me one day, and it will kill me when you do.” “Wha—No! I wouldn’t, I swear I wouldn’t.

I crawled over the mountain of death, Watching the corpses roll down like the stones. Searching for the light which everyone always spoke of. I fought the wolves and also the death, and knocked the door, which already had a thousand handprints, soaked with blood. The door opened finally and I saw the light, which hit me in the heart and pushed me down the steep. I fell into the never ending pit, watching others crawl up the mountain in the search of light.

I could admire his skills, and be relieved when he was on my side in a fight. But for a rat to like the cat? That scenario ended only one way. With one dead rat.

I don't care whose son he is. I won't go belly-up like a timid pup. If he's fool enough to take a poke at me, I'll snap the finger clean off that does the poking.

I don't know how it got to this, but I'm in a war. There's no chance for diplomacy. They want me dead and I don't think I can run from this. Not after what they've done to me. So if this is a war, then I'm going to take the fight to them. I'll raid their lair and I'll kill as many as I can. There seem to be endless numbers of them, but they've got to have a limit. Tonight we'll find out if there are more of them than there is fight in me.

I do not understand this man," [Tempi] said. "Is he attempting to buy sex with me? Or does he wish to fight?

I don’t know why we fight. It takes much too effort to stay mad at you. To dodge your skin in the hallway and leave the kitchen without bringing you a treat. It takes much too effort to stare at the sink so my eyes don’t smile at you in the mirror. It takes much too effort to look away as we undress and lie apart in the now bigger bed. It takes much too effort to stiffen my body because sleepy limbs forget fights and pride is always lost in dreams. It takes much too effort to awaken every hour to make sure we are islands with a gulf of white sheets separating us. I dread the light peeking through the parted curtains and empathise with your groans — I didn’t get any sleep either. I really don’t know why we fight. It takes much too effort to stay mad at one another when it’s so easy for us to love.

I don't need to fight and risk myself just to prove that I am more stronger. All I need is to show my smile that surely will irritate them.

I dont celebrate any friendship that was build on hate, because we share the common enemy.

If a guy likes you, he will not just fight for you. He will also fight the rest of the guys who were hoping to take his place.

I’d rather put up a fucking good fight than provide him with dinner.

If he needed an answer about how much he'd changed, that provided it. He didn't want Fatima Hynes or any other nameless female with vacant eyes and an ample bosom. He didn't want anyone else, ever. He wanted Evelyn Marie Ruddick—and he'd be damned if he was going to let Neckcloth Alvington have her without a fight. And if there was one thing he knew how to do better than anyone else in London, it was how to fight dirty

I feel so horrible, but you won't believe what I know. What you think "I have done", you have done it you can't fight this, it's not over and it won't be over!

If God's love encompasses the whole world and if everyone who does not believe in him will perish, then surely this question needs to be asked: When, after two thousand years, does God's plan kick in for the billion people he 'so loves' in China? Or for the 840 million in India? Or the millions in Japan, Afghanistan, Siberia, Egypt, Burma ·.. and on and on? Why would a God who 'so loved the world' reveal his message only to a tiny minority of the people on earth, leaving the majority in ignorance? Is it possible to believe that the Father of all Mankind would select as his Chosen People a small Middle Eastern nation, Israel, reveal His will exclusively to them, fight alongside them in their battles to survive, and only after their failure to reach out to any other group, update His plan for the world's salvation by sending His 'only begotten son,' not to the world but, once again, exclusively to Israel?

I fight when I need to, not when I want to. If I fought when I wanted to… I’d never stop.

I fight evil, and words are my weapons of choice.

if love is not the answer, make sure to change the question.

I fought for you, I fought for us I fought for the memories and the laughter that came upon us, Now here we are, we have become unknown people to each other, Worlds apart in an instant, for what once was is now gone So tell me what your secret is to letting go like you did.

If records refuse to be broken, shatter them.

If we go on like this, there won't be anything left to fight for

If the enemy looks just like you, how do you fight him?

If there's fighting to be done, you just to have to stand and fight. That has always been true. It was that way throughout the war. You have to be true to yourself- you can never be something you are not, and you can't fool yourself.

If we devour each other, we end up destroying one another.

If we don’t fight lawlessness, it prevails.

If we take the widest and wisest view of a Cause, there is no such thing as a Lost Cause because there is no such thing as a Gained Cause. We fight for lost causes because we know that our defeat and dismay may be the preface to our successors’ victory, though that victory itself will be temporary; we fight rather to keep something alive than in the expectation that anything will triumph.

If we were perfect—if there were no remaining corruption in our hearts—there would be no fight. There would be no obstacles to overcome. We won’t fight for joy in heaven. But we are not there yet.

If you aren't willing to fight for what you believe in, then you don't really believe in it. Faith is a verb.

If you find yourself engaged in an argument that only stirs anger in the heart, quickly make peace and carry on.

If you are seriously planning to overcharge us, then I’m afraid I’m going to have to beat your ass. I know both things are wrong, but maybe two wrongs will make a right, since two rights don’t make a wrong.

If you can identify humor in problems then you will have less difficulties in solving them... Most importantly, "you should be able to laugh on yourself".

If you decide to take somebody on, don’t look behind you, because there won’t be anybody there. You’ll be all alone.

If you don't fight for him, you lose! Fight for him! ~Nana Osaki

If you don’t fight for your dreams, you won’t earn anything. If you don’t anything, you will beg for everything.

If you fight the devil, you become him." “Maybe it takes a devil to fight a devil,” I said. “But at the end of that fight, Bathsheba,” he said, “don’t only devils remain?

If you fight against the enemy of your enemy, you fight against yourself.

If you go with the flow, life will take you where it pleases, good or bad. If you take charge and fight, you can go anywhere that you please.

If you have influence on other people. Dont be influenced by their hate, money, jealousy, anger and popularity .

If you have to fight and want to win, use the strongest muscles: Heart.

If you escape from a necessary fight, pray you will live long enough to wait for and deal with the same challenge that must be settled.

If you have a voice, use it. If you have legs, stand up. If you have feet, step up. If you have eachother, fight together.

If you have to choose between the two hopeless situations, choose the one which gives you at least an opportunity to fight!

If you pick a fight with one man or woman who is in pain you are already out numbered.