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beautiful karma curves
But life inevitably throws us curve balls, unexpected circumstances that remind us to expect the unexpected. I've come to understand these curve balls are the beautiful unfolding of both karma and current. Carre Otis
beautiful people way
What bothers you isn't so much whether you're beautiful or not. What bothers you is the way that people stare. Carole Bouquet
beautiful husband fall
My characters always start well in movies. Almost every movie I've done starts with a happy marriage, it's all beautiful, wealthy, whatever... and then of course my husband leaves me, and everything falls apart. Carole Bouquet
beautiful self authentic-self
Just be your authentic self because there's nothing sexier or more beautiful than that. Carol Leifer
beautiful essence going-away
The essence of what makes life beautiful is the fact that it can go away. Carlos Mencia
beautiful girl crush
John Paul was the first modern pope to grow up in a secular culture: He attended public schools, danced with girls - indeed, as a teenager he had a crush on a beautiful Jewish girl who fled his hometown just ahead of the arrival of the Germans. Carl Bernstein
beautiful delight lovers
We delight to praise what we enjoy because the praise not merely expresses but completes the enjoyment; it is its appointed consummation. It is not out of compliment that lovers keep on telling one another how beautiful they are; the delight is incomplete till it is expressed. C. S. Lewis
beautiful mother children
And in that far distant day when the gods become wholly beautiful, or we at last are shown how beautiful they always were, this will happen more and more. For mortals, as you said, will become more and more jealous. And mother and wife and child and friend will all be in league to keep a soul from being united with the Divine Nature. C. S. Lewis
beautiful may narnia
Please,' she said, 'You're so beautiful. You may eat me if you like. I'd rather be eaten by you than fed by anyone else. C. S. Lewis
flower boys men
At a well in a yard they met a man who was beating a boy. The stick burst into a flower in the mans hand. He tried to drop it, but it stuck to his hand. His arm became a branch, his body the trunk of a tree, his feet took root. C. S. Lewis
flower eden rose
My sister Emily loved the moors. Flowers brighter than the rose bloomed in the blackest of the heath for her; out of a sullen hollow in a livid hillside her mind could make an Eden. She found in the bleak solitude many and dear delights; and not the least and best-loved was – liberty. Charlotte Bronte
flower night ice
A Christmas frost had come at midsummer; a white December storm had whirled over June; ice glazed the ripe apples, drifts crushed the blowing roses; on hayfield and cornfield lay a frozen shroud: lanes which last night blushed full of flowers, to-day were pathless with untrodden snow; and the woods, which twelve hours since waved leafy and flagrant as groves between the tropics, now spread, waste, wild, and white as pine-forests in wintry Norway. Charlotte Bronte
flower hands wish
I like to see flowers growing, but when they are gathered, they cease to please. I look on them as things rootless and perishable; their likeness to life makes me sad. I never offer flowers to those I love; I never wish to receive them from hands dear to me. Charlotte Bronte
flower excellence progress
Moral excellence is the bright consummate flower of all progress. Charles Sumner
flower men he-man
There is life in the ground; it goes into the seeds and also when it is stirred up goes into the man who stirs it. Charles Dudley Warner
flower memorable thinking
Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable day. Charles Dickens
flower sleep eye
The flowers that sleep by night, opened their gentle eyes and turned them to the day. The light, creation's mind, was everywhere, and all things owned its power. Charles Dickens
flower thinking may
Of present fame think little, and of future less; the praises that we receive after we are buried, like the flowers that are strewed over our grave, may be gratifying to the living, but they are nothing to the dead. Charles Caleb Colton
butterfly england stills
I still get butterflies when England are playing. Alan Shearer
butterfly chasing-butterflies long
You can only chase a butterfly for so long. Jane Yolen
butterfly bird together
I will drop into your chest like a vegetal ambrosia. I will be the grain that regenerates the cruelly plowed furrow. Poetry will be born of our intimate union. A god we shall create together, and we shall soar heavenward like sunbeams, perfumes, butterflies, birds, and all winged things. Charles Baudelaire
butterfly differences novices
The best speakers know enough to be scared…the only difference between the pros and the novices is that the pros have trained the butterflies to fly in formation. Edward R. Murrow
butterfly hands giving
...that was the first thing I had to learn about her, and maybe the hardest I've ever learned about anything - that she is her own, and what she gives me is of her choosing, and the more precious because of it. Sometimes a butterfly will come to sit in your open palm, but if you close your hand, one way or the other, it - and its choice to be there - are gone. Barbara Hambly
butterfly childhood way
Marya pinned out her childhood like a butterfly. She considered it the way a mathematician considers an equation. Catherynne M. Valente
butterfly age cocoons
I am not so weak as to submit to the demands of the age when they go against my convictions. I spin a cocoon around myself; let others do the same. I shall leave it to time to show what will come of it: a brilliant butterfly or maggot. Caspar David Friedrich
butterfly ideas hands
Musical ideas sprang to my mind like a flight of butterflies, and all I had to do was to stretch out my hand to catch them Charles Gounod
butterfly chasing-butterflies rose
You know those adages about smelling the roses and chasing butterflies? The markets are my butterflies and my roses. Bill Gross