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sweet wish
Larry Mullen He was just a sweet kid. I just wish I had an answer.
sweet dark flames
Richelle Mead Fiery and sweet, all at the same time. A flame in the dark, lighting my way.
sweet jobs names
Richelle Mead I don't suppose that she gave you the job based on looks alone?" Adrian had been staring off but now flashed me a big smile. "Why, Sage, you sweet talker." "That's not what I meant! What happened?" He shrugged. "I told the truth." "Adrian!" "I'm serious. She asked me what my greatest strength was. I said getting along with people." "That's not bad." I admitted. "Then she asked what my greatest weakness was. And I said, 'Where should I start?'" "Adrian!" "Stop saying my name like that. I told her the truth. By the time I was on the fourth one, she told me I could go.
sweet stars heart
Richelle Mead He laced his fingers through mine and lifted my hand to his lips. I had gloves on, but he kissed exactly where I wore his ring. “Why are you so sweet?” I asked, my voice small. My heart beat rapidly, and every star peeping through the clouds seemed to be shining just for me. “I don’t think I’m that sweet. I mean, I just told you to be quiet. That’s one step away from asking you to wash my laundry and make me a sandwich.” “You know what I mean.” Seth pressed another kiss to my forehead. “I’m sweet because you make it easy to be sweet.
sweet memories angel
Richelle Mead We studied our angels for a few moments more, looking at where we had lain side by side in that sweet, quiet moment. I wished what I’d said was true, that we had truly left our mark on the mountain. But I knew that after the next snowfall, our angels would disappear into the whiteness and be nothing more than a memory.
sweet eye hair
Richelle Mead My captivity with Dimitri. The way his mouth—so, so warm, despite his cold skin—had kissed mine. The feel of his fangs pressing into my neck and the sweet bliss that followed... He looked exactly the same too, with that chalky white pallor and red-ringed eyes that so conflicted with the soft, chin-length brown hair and otherwise gorgeous lines of his face. He even had a leather duster on.
sweet children
Russell Brand I also quite like to be recognized by children; I find it sweet.
sweet inspiration genius
Ron Ben-Israel Sweet Genius'' viewers will be on the edge of their seats as we continue to push the limits with inspirations and ingredients, while showcasing the talents of some of the best pastry chefs around. As a result, the desserts that the chefs create are truly outrageous.
believe experience oppression
Kathleen Hanna While everyone's experience of oppression is different and complicated and often overlapping, I really believe that if you have privilege, you need to learn as much as you can about the world beyond yourself.
believe defining discontent emotions experience great intense less minds passion qualities suffering vital ways wonder
Kay Redfield Jamison I believe that curiosity, wonder and passion are defining qualities of imaginative minds and great teachers; that restlessness and discontent are vital things; and that intense experience and suffering instruct us in ways that less intense emotions can never do.
believe themselves women
Keira Knightley I really believe that in this industry women have to be very true to themselves about what they're comfortable with.
believed bummed goal last lost missed taken tougher win
Alex Guerrero I was like, 'I can't believed I missed that.' It was a one-in-a-million that I'd miss that. That goal could have taken us to OT. I wanted to win this one. I'm so bummed out right now. This one was tougher than our last lost to them. We had our chances, and that's what kills me. We had more chances.
believe fit
Dave Mirra I was like, 'Dude, I can't believe it,' ... I don't know where I fit in, but I'm psyched. Whatever.
believer guys jeff laughing league pop throw time
Jason Schmidt I was laughing at myself. Every time I'd throw one 85 and Jeff Kent would pop it up, I was like, 'Oh my gosh,' ... There are other guys in the league who can do it, and it made me a believer in how you can get guys out doing it.
believe car few looked lucky next small survived
Hal Miller I was lucky to get away from that with only a few small injuries, ... The next day I looked at the car and just couldn't believe I had survived it.
believed police
Iain McKie I was in the police for 36 years. I always believed fingerprints didn't lie. Now ... I know different.
believed brother dear friend great hussein justice king leader
Hosni Mubarak King Hussein was a great leader and brother and a dear friend ... he believed in justice and peace,
flowers note send
Oprah Winfrey I did send flowers and I did send a note
flowers hello lamp rhymes watch ya
Paul Simon Hello lamp post, what ya knowin'? I come to watch your flowers growin'. Ain't you got no rhymes for me? do do do do... feelin' groovy.
flower night urban-legends
Rob Sheffield 'American Horror' goes for a very specific kind of Seventies suburban downer ambience - 'Flowers in the Attic' paperbacks, Black Sabbath album covers and late-night flicks like 'Let's Scare Jessica to Death.' It even has 'Go Ask Alice'-era urban legends.
flower years nuts
Richard Whately Some persons resemble certain trees, such as the nut, which flowers in February and ripens its fruit in September; or the juniper and the arbutus; which take a whole year or more to perfect their fruit; and others, the cherry, which takes between two an three months.
flower years pda
Ryan Howard Anybody can be Prince Charming one day a year, with the dinner and the flowers and all that. But you know what impresses me? When a guy can do that NO days a year.
flower autumn fleeting
Umberto Eco Nothing is more fleeting than external form, which withers and alters like the flowers of the field at the appearance of autumn.
flower butterfly sky
Trina Without butterflies, the world would soon have few flowers. There is enough room in the sky for all flyers.
flower butterfly sleep
William Wordsworth I've watched you now a full half-hour; Self-poised upon that yellow flower And, little Butterfly! Indeed I know not if you sleep or feed. How motionless! - not frozen seas More motionless! and then What joy awaits you, when the breeze Hath found you out among the trees, And calls you forth again!
flower yellow rivers
William Wordsworth A primrose by the river's brim A yellow rose was to him. And it was nothing more