She Quotes

We told each other what movies we were currently watching and what books we were reading.

If someone had problem with me, they had to find what it is, similarly if I had any problem with someone, I need to find out myself then only problem solves. Otherwise the problem will become the cause of break up in any relationship.

Nutan Bajracharya

Ask any dreamer, it's not an easy road, But to them; they never questioned, what they'd always known.

Same time as every day, Fyl..." she fussed, the rest of the bridge crew seeming to hold their breaths. "TWELVE THIRTY!" came the chorus. The next hour dragged by, in about the same way as the hour before that. At twelve twenty-five, Commander Ortez found himself stepping out of an elevator into an equally mundane grey steel corridor on his way to the mess hall. Turning a corner, he met with a stream of crewmen milling around between shifts. Some off-duty personnel were lounging around in civvies, which consisted mostly of re-revamped 60's hippy fashions. Of all the places on the ship, the mess was the most spacious, (i.e.: it was a big mess.) The command officer’s balcony overhung the rest of the crew dining area. Ortez sat at his usual place, wincing as he remembered to get someone to fix the springs in his chair. An ensign, 3rd class dressed in chef’s white, served him with a plate of what either ended up feeding the chefs latest pet - or strangling it. Marnetti, Barnum and the sciences officer Commander Jaris Skotchdopole filed in, not necessarily in that order, and found seats. After a few bites, Marnetti -- who was the first officer and navigator, put up a hand and signalled a waiter. The lad approached fearfully, appreciating the highlight of his day.

Christina Engela

On any given day, Ossifar Distana carried around 5000 passengers, the actual figure varying slightly depending on where she was on the vast elliptical cruise that took her around the Terran Empire. When she entered the system she carried 4984 passengers, 500 crew, one dead body and one very puzzled Captain.

Christina Engela

The first time Akash took Supriya to view the pool, I rose up in strident protest, and he was astonished by the way she turned her face away, her eyes filled with terror. “I am petrified of water!” she whispered, as he tried to cajole her to at least put her feet in.

Mom, mom, mama, mama wake up, wake up, wake up... (As far I see she won't wake up... she will wake up one moment on 80 then 90 and her life devastated and lost... What do I gain from here?From her work?? She will die and she won't realise that everything was useless what more worst than that???)

With every morsel I ate, I looked into her eyes and apologised for not being able to feed her enough. Her eyes, in turn, apologised for not being able to help me in these tough times.

Getting habitual to her so much that you can’t think anything else but her all the time and one day she leaves. It is suddenly an existence crisis. It is painful. Everything feels worthless and the only thing that can save your mental state is some more moments with her. But you can’t get them. And the cycle of pain continues to grow bigger and so the love

Do you like my smile?” he asks, walking towards me. tI kick off my heels, so that when he stands before me, I am suddenly much shorter than a moment ago. “It’s the best I’ve seen,” I say honestly. And, of course, he smiles at me. “You see these…” I reach up and touch his cheeks where dimples form when he’s happy, “…these are adorable. These…” I lightly touch his lips, “…well, I’d better not tell you what I’d like to do with these…” His smile widens. “And these…” I touch the edges of his eyes, “…they smile, too.

Annabel Fanning

Logan looks up, registers my face and smiles immediately. I hold onto the back of a chair to steady my legs. Jeez, he’s got a nice smile; dimples appear in his chiseled cheeks and there is familiarity and warmth in his eyes. Real warmth, the likes of which I’ve not often seen. It suddenly strikes me that this man, whoever he might turn out to be, is genuine.

Annabel Fanning

When you know someone behind you, you can change the world, when you know someone behind her, the world will change you.

Nutan Bajracharya

Rubbing noses with me, she laughed, and I swear the Elysian night sang with the sound of it.

Every time he saw her he realised the reason why they always said humans are made of stardust.

There's something about her.It's not her smile or grace,It's not her beauty or race,It's not her scent or warm embrace,Maybe it's her laugh or the shape of her face.No, that's not the case.It's just her.

J.A. ANUM

He stumbled out of his phlegmatic apathy,when she entered his life like an epiphany.

Neelniki

How could she be someone’s mistake?

And they can’t understand, what hurts more— Missing the other person, or pretending not to.

She lit fire to the bridges and forts she built all these years, and she walked into it smiling and tears rolling down her cheeks.

One day, she’d find a way to live her life to the fullest. She was sure of it. She just had no idea how she would manage it.

Every time he saw her, he realised the reason why they always said humans are made of stardust.

If you're lucky enough to finda girl who is a hopeless romanticwith a dirty mind,you should hold onto that.Because she'll be yours attwo in the morning, and at two in the afternoonthe following day.She'll kiss you where it hurts,and until it hurts.and that's important.Someone who not only knowshow to turn you on,but also knows how to treat you rightis someone worth a little something.

Unknown

i loved her, for she was beauty dressed in a selfless personality and the skin of unconditional love. A voice of truthful melody and eyes holding a vision so large, maybe, just maybe she was born to change the world.

She had the prettiest eyes & prettiest smile withWounds on her heart and bruises on her soul~

Being with her always felt like gazing the stars and into the infinity, reading a book which never ends. She had no boundaries, all she knew was to shine, and live without any walls around her on every page.

But it’s a hundred and twelve years old!” He protested.“She still works pretty good.” Deire maintained. “Stardrive gets a mite twitchy at warp 4, but that’s just a dodgy plasma injector.

Christina Engela

I knew such a woman once,She gave me everything.Her love like a soft riot singing,She knew how to shine.

Some women become reckless with the fire, some find every way to put it out and rise above with the ashes left behind.

I had tried to express myself, but couldn't do that because I was afraid that it will hurt someone. I never knew that not expressing myself hurt myself.

Nutan Bajracharya

she will never grow old, her heart is too beautiful.

She was a mystery, personal in her journey but social in her seek; you wouldn't believe the depth in her heart until the day you felt her essence, for the very first time.

If she knew how beautiful love is, she would already put it in a box, seal, and preserve it.So she could smell it whenever she wants.

She is the innocent stuff in the background of time.

She was the sky full of surprises. Her dreams were blue and breathtaking as a bright day and her secrets were dark and poetic as a cold night. Either way, she was the most beautiful mess that one had ever come across.

She fell into his arms like the rainfall over an ocean.

Speaking with her always felt like sitting on a seashore. Hearing the waves and feeling them crashing into my feet, While gazing the setting sun and the way he colours the whole sky. I never got tired of it.

He sat there looking at her smiling and laughing, watching her hair fall over her eyes and she setting it back behind her ear. He turned away bowed his head down and smiled himself looking back at the sky.

In this world it is not possible that everyone will follow your steps. You can't change some one and some one will not change their lifestyle because of you.

Nutan Bajracharya

You need to respect people either good one or bad. Every person in this world have something good and something bad. You need to see the positive side of the person rather than the negative ones. By doing this you can never hate anyone in this world. Some time ago I use to think to shoot few peoples, but seeing the things they gave me when they love me, I use to forget their bad things. They taught me what's life, how to survive, how to struggle, how to be success, but they also left me on the middle of the desert…… but with due respect and the lessons they gave to me I easily come out from that desert…. And now I am trying to teach all these life experiences to them who need it…….

Nutan Bajracharya

Account of Love gave me several results, and its amazing:a.tWhen man doesn’t make time to talk to woman, woman feels man is not caring her.b.tWhen woman doesn’t make time to talk to man, man need to understand her problem.c.tWhen man makes mistake he had to give clarifications by speaking truth or even lying. d.t When woman makes mistake mad had to accept all excuses given by woman.e.tWhen man suffers, most of the time he had to accept whatever happens.f.tWhen woman suffers, man had to make woman happy by doing anything possibleg.tWhen love ends man need to hide all the tears as he feels he is strong.h.tWhen love ends woman uses tears to blame the man for all the mistakes.

Nutan Bajracharya

He who is satisfied with what he has, is a rich man.

She loves him sobut he didn't stay.The wind can't blowthis storm away.

She told her secret love, not me, i could’nt speak,i smiled.

nibin

I did not know what she suffered from, but I knew that her malady must have been horrible; I knew that from the way she used to embrace me.

But he thought that if the world was layered with meaning, then she was the evidence, right here.

Who is She? She is your power, your Feminine source. Big Mama. The Goddess. The Great Mystery. The web-weaver. The life force. The first time, the twentieth time you may not recognize her. Or pretend not to hear. As she fills your body with ripples of terror and delight.But when she calls you will know you’ve been called. Then it is up to you to decide if you will answer.

That was the thing about her. When you told her about an incident where you so badly screwed up, half expecting her to laugh at you in amusement, half anticipating a smirk of disgust, she would hardly express her pity or maybe she did express what she felt, for she would just nod her head, gesturing you to go on... As if it's normal... As if you're normal.

She said, "Right now, while we have this time, I'm not going to do any of that other stuff. I'm going to seize this moment and simply enjoy being with Jesus while I can." Mary made a deliberate choice. She wasn't being lazy and using company as an excuse to get out of helping her sister with chores. She was choosing to focus on what mattered the most.

Craig Groeschel

She was sleeping on the bed like a novel that is yet to be read and he sat on the floor, reading her, moving his fingers through her hair and staring at her face like she was magic that none ever understood.

He kept wandering all his life until the day he met her. For the first time, he felt he should stop and never look back again. Everything else seemed worthless. Such was her magic.

For all the way he loved her. Every song had her memory, every rain had her smell, and every girl had her face.

Everything she heard, everything she saw seemed to be in disagreement with her own manner of understanding and feeling. To her, the sun did not appear red enough, the nights pale enough, the skies deep enough. Her fleeting conception of things and beings condemned her fatally to a perversion of her senses, to vagaries of the spirit and left her nothing but the torment of an unachieved longing, the torture of unfulfilled desires.

But when she finally got the wings to fly she realized she had nowhere else to go to...

Your intuition won't fail you, the quest dear; is to silence your mind so you can feel your way home.

I can do ALL THINGS through Christ who empowers, enriches, equips, enlightens, energizes, recreates, revives, promotes, strengthens, purifies, sponsors, and prepares me! Yes, I can... ALL THINGS, I can!

Israelmore Ayivor

She has her own brand of strength,brought to the surface by the dim glow of the streetlight and the whisper of night air on her skin.

This is a girl you can’t keep. You aren’t allowed to.

In a world full of polished and perfected final drafts, she was the raw and honest scribbled story.

Kavya Janani U.

she enetered the room and the entire crowd stopped, who was she? even in a million moons; you will never understand her, for she is to mysterious to presume and too wise to share her light to everyone. I wanted to love her, but i could tell, i wasnt the only one.

He was her reason for existence,She was his ultimate risk.

Anjum Choudhary

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