Best 86 quotes in «ruin quotes» category

What if he's right? We've seen great countries fall into ruin virtually overnight. What if we're next in line? That thought fills me with a kind of epochal sadness. If this little back street is anything to go by, perhaps the unraveling has already begun. Everything has suddenly fallen quiet. All the construction has stopped. The laborers have disappeared. Where are the whores and the homosexuals and the dogs with fancy coats? I miss them. How could it all disappear so quickly? I mustn't keep standing here, like some nostalgic old fool. Things will get better. They must.

When a fine old carpet is eaten by mice, the colors and patterns of what's left behind do not change,' wrote my neighbor and friend, the poet Jane Hirschfield, after she visited an old friend suffering from Alzheimer's disease in a nursing home. And so it was with my father. His mind did not melt evenly into undistinguishable lumps, like a dissolving sand castle. It was ravaged selectively, like Tintern Abbey, the Cistercian monastery in northern Wales suppressed in 1531 by King Henry VIII in his split with the Church of Rome. Tintern was turned over to a nobleman, its stained-glass windows smashed, its roof tiles taken up and relaid in village houses. Holy artifacts were sold to passing tourists. Religious statues turned up in nearby gardens. At least one interior wall was dismantled to build a pigsty. I've seen photographs of the remains that inspired Wordsworth: a Gothic skeleton, soaring and roofless, in a green hilly landscape. Grass grows in the transept. The vanished roof lets in light. The delicate stone tracery of its slim, arched quatrefoil windows opens onto green pastures where black-and-white cows graze. Its shape is beautiful, formal, and mysterious. After he developed dementia, my father was no longer useful to anybody. But in the shelter of his broken walls, my mother learned to balance her checkbook, and my heart melted and opened. Never would I wish upon my father the misery of his final years. But he was sacred in his ruin, and I took from it the shards that still sustain me.

Y cómo deseo que me bese otra vez. No estaba segura si así es como siempre estaría con Gabe. O bien estábamos discutiendo o besándonos. En cualquier caso me di cuenta de algo. Estar con Gabe era como ir a un zoológico y ver los leones acechando en frente de las ventanas de su jaula. Dales la libertad y te devoran, pero mientras se aguantan ellos mismos contenidos manteniendo todo bajo control, están a salvo. •capítulo 28

Worry is a progressive disease that ruins one’s life

Y de repente, el final de la historia tenía sentido. Diez notas diferentes, todas clamando a la vez. Caos. Gabe era Caos. •capítulo 26

Y ese era el problema. Odiaba que yo quisiera algo que no podía tener, y ¿Saylor? La quería mucho, muchísimo. •capítulo 19

Any system that values profit over human life is a very dangerous one indeed.

You are ruin and chaos to them, but you are lovely to my eye.' 'You're brave or daft, then,' she said, quite rightly. 'Chaos and ruin. Where does that leave me, then?

You can't lie in a magical forest! It will ruin all the magic!

You're the ache and the ruin, the mess I fell into without hesitation.

Your Majesty,” he whispers, breathless. A note of amusement creeps into his voice. “You’ll ruin me.

You ruin is your rebellion against God.

…and they limp and halt, they’re all wrinkled, drawn, they squint to the side, can’t look you in the eyes, and always bent on duty, trudging after Ruin, maddening, blinding Ruin. But Ruin is strong and swift—She outstrips them all by far, stealing a march, leaping over the whole wide earth to bring mankind to grief.

You can't stop a soldier from being frightened but you can give him motivation to help him overcome that fear. I have no such motivation. I can't have. I'm a witcher: an artificially created mutant. I kill monsters for money. I defend children when their parents pay me to. If Nilfgaardian parents pay me, I'll defend Nilfgaardian children. And even if the world lies in ruin - which does not seem likely to me - I'll carry on killing monsters in the ruins of this world until some monster kills me. That is my fate, my reason, my life and my attitude to the world. And it is not what I chose. It was chosen for me.

You want to know what love is? Its the thing that ruins you.

Any system that values profit over human life is a very dangerous one indeed. Simply put, it lacks values, and such a system will eventually collapse once its true light is discovered by the masses. Though some say that capitalism is a modern system, corruption has been the source for the demise of every great civilization.

—¿Arruinada? —Sí, una ruina, porque al ayudarme a derribar todos esos demonios, me construiste de nuevo. Y por eso, nunca voy a ser capaz de pagarte. •capítulo 44

Come to me. Why must you ruin this moment? You are burdened with thought. Burdened with the past and expectations of the future. You are burdened with your self. Cast these aside by laughing at yourself. And love, for what more is there than to love me? Take me now and let it be heaven for us.

Be Like Lightning Which Has The Power To Animate Or Destroy Life.... It's Up To You Which Side You Wanna Take....

Cielos. El cielo en la tierra. Amaba esa sonrisa. Me refiero a que, por el momento lo odiaba pero su risa era… algo diferente. Hacía que quisiera caer presa de sus encantos, pero lo sabía mejor. No lo hacía lindo. Sólo…se lo hacía a las chicas, lo que aparentemente funcionaba bien para él. •capítulo 22

Do not allow haters to ruin your happiness.

Coś zawsze przyciąga nas do ruin, ponieważ ruiny przypominają nam o naszym zasadniczym problemie: problem nietrwałości!

Dar tu alma a alguien es como si a propósito te apuñales en el corazón y estás en espera de la persona que amas para que detenga el sangrado. —Wes M. •capítulo 32

—Demostrando un punto. —Me desvestí hasta que estuve completamente desnudo—. No puedo ocultarme de ti. —Levanté los brazos en el aire—. Sería imposible ocultar la reacción de mi cuerpo... con sólo mirar... estoy así. Con sólo mirarte, cada músculo individual en mi cuerpo se tensa. Sólo viendo tu sonrisa, concentrándome en aquellos ojos azules, lo olvido todo menos a ti. Tu sabor, tus labios, tu boca. —Me moví hacia el piso—. Mi cuerpo no puede mentir... —La besé suavemente—. Y créeme cuando digo que no te miento con mis palabras. Aquí... —Toqué su pecho—, eres hermosa. Aquí... —acaricié su mejilla—, es imposible no mirarte. Para mí eres perfecta. •capítulo 42

Do not let your past insecurities ruin your future victories.

Don’t ruin your own happiness by letting someone’s wickedness hurt you.

Don’t let anybody to ruin your inner joy or to interfere in your marvellous rhythm!

El toque más erótico que un hombre pueda experimentar es el de una mujer clavándole las uñas en el cuero cabelludo y dar un pequeño tirón. —Gabe H, Wes M, y todos los hombres… de cualquier lugar. •capítulo 29

El toque más erótico que un hombre pueda experimentar es el de una mujer clavándole las uñas en el cuero cabelludo y dar un pequeño tirón. —Gabe H, Wes M, y todos los hombres… de cualquier lugar. •capítulo 19

How could I let a love go — one I’d been holding onto for so long — one that felt like home? It’s not easy to let go of the pieces, even though they’re the reason for my pain. I gripped them so hard that my blood fell like rain. But nothing, nothing could have prepared me for a new life with you — one I didn’t deserve, one I want to pursue.

Finalmente... encontré paz. En los brazos de alguien que me miraba como si fuera su aire. ~Lisa •capítulo 52

For America, if eligible at all to downfall and ruin, is eligible within herself, not without;

Gain fame, and the paparazzi or media waits and watches for them to slip, just to shame their name.

Happy is the heart of the king when gifts come to him. And when every foreign land [comes], that is our success, that is our fortune. What shall we do about it ? All is ruin!

How many different kinds of ruin do you have to see, before you resign yourself to calling it all 'ruin'?

Era el camino más fácil. La estúpida manera de salir. Lo que significaba una sola cosa, necesitaba estar como el infierno lejos de Gabe, él sería tóxico. •capítulo 14

Ese hombre podría ser el mismo diablo —y probablemente lo era si su anterior comportamiento era una indicación— todo lo que necesitaría es una canción y yo estaría a su voluntad. Esa era la razón por la cual los músicos eran peligrosos, te hacían olvidar quién eras. El núcleo de lo que eres se puede perder tan fácilmente en la música. Eran las modernas sirenas, blandiendo el poder de la persuasión con su don. Y el resto de la población humana no tenía oportunidad de librarse de su trampa. •capítulo 9

Every irrational and unscientific belief will ruin your life! Your own wrong belief will be your own tragic punishment!

Existe un yin y yang en la vida. Pero las personas no se dan cuenta hasta que es muy tarde. •capítulo 22

For all these stars, nothing is new. They’ve seen all kinds of wars and miracles, too. They know the messengers with their holy books will smile and wash their hands in blood. They know the politicians with their good looks will make the poor eat pies of mud. They’ve seen the Earth freeze and then burn with greed. They’ve seen the trees and the seas emptied. Yet, you won’t hear their sneers when a man arrives and, having experienced a number of years, proclaims: 'I have lived!' Because nothing is new under these stars: the lies, the love, the memories and scars, the ruin, the revolution, the fakes and true, the families, the friends, none of it is new. All of it—even the me and you.

If a negative viewer looks at you with an ugly fiendish eye, find a way and pluck off his eyes, or better still, protect your good image.

If life was perfect,how in the hell would v evr learn to depend on someone other dn ourselves?If anything,dt’s wat life’s taught me.D need to b perfect is stemmed in d very belief dt it’s actually something v cn achieve.Self-actualization —doesn’t exist.” “Does dt mean v don’t try then?” “No.” “It just means wen u reach end of ur rope,u shdn’t regret a damn thing,bt applaud urself for trying impossible

If you always want to have whatever you want any time you want it with no delays, and denial of self, you would end up ruining your life.

If you do not love something, then it does not belong to you. For it wont be long, before you destroy that something, exactly because, you do not love it.-

I know who you are,” he says. Something about his tone causes my heart of smoke to flicker in response, and I throw my guard up. “Oh? And who, O boy of Parthenia, am I?” He nods to himself, his eyes alight. “You’re her. You’re that jinni. Oh, gods. Oh, great bleeding gods! You’re the one who started the war!” “Excuse me?” “You’re the jinni who betrayed that famous queen—what was her name? Roshana? She was trying to bring peace between the jinn and the humans, but you turned on her and started the Five Hundred Wars.” I turn cold. I want him to stop, but he doesn’t. “I’ve heard the stories,” he says. “I’ve heard the songs. They call you the Fair Betrayer, who enchanted humans with your . . .” He pauses to swallow. “Your beauty. You promised them everything, and then you ruined them.

Is a self help or personal development book ruining your life?

I love you. If you remember nothing else for the rest of your life, if you fall and hit your head and can’t remember my name, if you get so sick you’re unrecognizable, if you hate me, if you’re on your deathbed and can’t manage to even lift a finger — remember this. I. Love. You. Always. Forever. Eternally. Is that kind of love something you can handle, Saylor?

In Ruin City, in the rain, the sound of melancholy is a buzzing maelstrom of quiet desperation. The shatter has been so great, there is no sound left to despair.

—Mágico —murmuró reverentemente—. La niebla. No hay manera que salga y decirte eso después de sólo conocerte en una simple hora... ¿no crees? Después de todo, soy honesto, pero no quiero parecer demasiado intenso diciéndote que pareces un ángel bajo las estrellas… un oscuro ángel. •capítulo 9

It sounded like the usual—seduce and ruin, my area of expertise, also my area of boredom.