Best 86 quotes in «ruin quotes» category

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.

…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.

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

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

—¿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.

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

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

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.

Do not allow haters to ruin your happiness.

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

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

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!

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

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.

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

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!

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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.

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.

I will write your name in the ruin of them. I will paint you across history in the color of their blood.

Love has ruined me in such beautiful ways.

—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

Me sentí como si él estuviera utilizando el doble sentido. El Gabe filosófico era un poco aterrador porque me hacía sentir más insegura que el Gabe idiota. Pero, ¿el chico sentado en este momento junto a mí? Estaba empezando a entender, él no era una sola persona. Era cada persona, todo, lo que sea que necesitabas que sea, lo era. Como un camaleón.

My new favorite title is How Jane Austen Ruined My Life. I don't have the courage to read it, though. I'm afraid to discover she's ruined mine as well.

Never ruin before it begins, Coin it with Patience

Niggas/Bitches will try to come back into your life after they tried to ruin it. Like nothing ever happened. Like they didn’t just emotionally, Financially and physically drain you for years.

—No quiero que seas el caballero. —Sí, pero, Lisa, creo que eso es exactamente lo que realmente anhelas. No es la adrenalina rápida del alma que late con fuerza frente a la chimenea, sino el tipo de amor que dura por horas... días. El tipo que experimentas solamente una vez en la vida, sólo cuando te entregas a ti mismo realmente por alguien más. Es lo que yo quiero contigo. •capítulo 42

No,” moaned Tom in despair. “School. School straight on ahead! Why, why do dime stores show things like that in windows before summer’s even over! Ruin half the vacation!

No naces con miedo... naces con amor. El miedo se desarrolla mientras te das cuenta de que el mundo no es tan perfecto como habías pensado. El miedo es un hábito aprendido, y yo era su alumna. ~Lisa •capítulo 47

Rebellion leads to ruin.

People are perfectly capable of ruining their own lives by very themselves without taking any wrong guidance from outside!

Routine ruins the life, variety vitalise the life.

Rushing into action, you fail. Trying to grasp things, you lose them. Forcing a project to completion, you ruin what was almost ripe. Therefore the Master takes action by letting things take their course. He remains as calm at the end as at the beginning. He has nothing, thus has nothing to lose. What he desires is non-desire; what he learns is to unlearn. He simply reminds people of who they have always been. He cares about nothing but the Tao. Thus he can care for all things.