Famous Quotes & Sayings

Maria Sharapova

I also want to play in the Olympics and would love to represent Russia there as well.

Sami Hyypia

He is very aggressive, loves a tackle and can play as well.

Daniel Logan

I love being an ambassador for 'Star Wars.'

Quiara Alegria Hudes

I love writing. It makes me so happy.

Quentin Blake

I love the sea, but I avoid any sort of seaside resort that has skyscrapers or seaside entertainments.

Larry King

I love doing what I do. I love asking questions. I love being in the mix.

Katrina Kaif

Love should be all about giving and trusting.

Kate Bush

I love being with my friends, relaxing and talking.

Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu

I love the three-act theory. It works and works beautifully. But you don't necessarily have to structure a story that way: Cortazar and Borges wrote in different structural styles.

Julia Sweeney

Well, you can't be depressed and sad 24 hours a day.

Richelle Mead

Rose you can't go." This time the sadness in Lissa's voice was mirrored though the bond, flooding into me. "It's not that Dimitri didn't ask to see you. He asked specifically not to see you.

Virginia Woolf

I’m not clear enough in the head to feel anything but varieties of dull anger and arrows of sadness.

William Wordsworth

The weight of sadness was in wonder lost.

Robert Ryan

I sometimes use a lot of light greens and greys when I feel there is sadness in the painting.

Robert Plant

Come into my life, here where nothing matters. Come into my life, roll away the gloom.

Sarah Waters

And perhaps there is a limit to the grieving that the human heart can do. As when one adds salt to a tumbler of water, there comes a point where simply no more will be absorbed.

Sarah Dessen

He was looking at me, jsut as I'd thought he would be, but like Bert's, his light was not what I expected. No pity, no sadness: nothing had changed. I realized all the times I'd felt people stare at me, their faces had been pictures, abstracts. None of them were mirrors, able to reflect back the expression I thought one I wore, the feelings only I felt.

Roland Barthes

Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.

W. S. Merwin

Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.

Fanny Kemble

What shall I do with all the days and hours That must be counted ere I see thy face? How shall I charm the interval that lowers Between this time and that sweet time of grace?