Sometimes, if you're lucky, someone comes into your life who'll take up a place in your heart that no one else can fill, someone who's tighter than a twin, more with you than your own shadow, who gets deeper under your skin than your own blood and bones.— Snoop Dogg
Vibrant Lovely Bones quotations
To live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.
As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. (...) You don't pick out the rain that soaks you to the skin when you come out of a concert.
How to Commit the Perfect Murder" was an old game in heaven.
I always chose the icicle: the weapon melts away.
You left me. You made a pet out of me, and then you left me. If love were food, I would have starved on the bones you gave me.
Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had.
Love's about finding the one person who makes your heart complete.
Who makes you a better person than you ever dreamed you could be. Its about looking in the eyes of your wife and knowing all the way to your bones that she's simply the best person you've ever known.
Love falls to earth, rises from the ground, pools around the afflicted.
Love pulls people back to their feet. Bodies and souls are fed. Bones and lives heal. New blades of grass grow from charred soil. The sun rises.
Even more, I had never meant to love him.
One thing I truly knew - knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest - was how love gave someone the power to break you
Even this late it happens the coming of love, the coming of light.
You wake and the candles are lit as if by themselves, stars gather, dreams pour into your pillows, sending up warm bouquets of air. Even this late the bones of the body shine and tomorrow’s dust flares into breath.
Spirituality is a mixed-up, topsy-turvy, helter-skelter godliness that turns our lives into an upside-down toboggan ride of unexpected turns, surprise bumps and bone shattering crashes ... a life ruined by a Jesus who loves us right into his arms.
I would like to tell you that I am, and you will one day be, forever safe.
There is a knowingness that is as much a part of us as flesh and blood and bones. It's intuition, the deepest natural knowing. ... Intuition is the voice within forever pressing us to stretch ourselves, to take risks, to keep loving and giving birth to a new self, regardless of circumstances.
In November, the trees are standing all sticks and bones.
Without their leaves, how lovely they are, spreading their arms like dancers. They know it is time to be still.
One night of love don't make up for six nights alone.
But I'd rather have one than none Lord, cause I'm flesh and bone.
He took the hat from my mouth. ''Tell me you love me'', he said. Gently I did. The end came anyway
Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day.
It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.
Do what you love. Know you own bone; gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw it still.
People need help, advice and love, not websites telling you how to lose your last pound, or scantily clad, deeply anorexic celebrities parading around flaunting their golden bones.
I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and be sweet to the ones you love. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and truly like the company you keep in the empty moments of your life.
Just as dogs love to chew bones, the mind loves to get its teeth into problems.
That's why it does crossword puzzles and builds atom bombs.
A bruise, blue in the muscle, you impinge upon me.
As bone hugs the ache home, so I'm vexed to love you, your body the shape of returns, your hair a torso of light, your heat I must have, your opening I'd eat, each moment of that soft-finned fruit, inverted fountain in which I don't see me.
We are not trapped or locked up in these bones.
No, no. We are free to change. And love changes us. And if we can love one another, we can break open the sky.
I fell in love with you again; While you were away - Jack Salmon
Just as the dog loves to chew bones, the human mind loves its problems.
So there are cakes and pillows and colors galore, but underneath this more obvious patchwork quilt are places like a quiet room where you can go and hold someone's hand and not have to say anything.
I had rescued the moment by using my camera and in that way had found how to stop time and hold it. No one could take that image away from me because I owned it.
My name is Salmon, like the fish; first name, Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered.
I love acting. I just love it. It's in my bones. I remember when I was a kid, I watched an interview with Dennis Hopper talking about Jimmy Dean on the set of Rebel Without A Cause. Jimmy said to him, "If you've got to cry in a scene, you've got to cry. Make it real." And that's all that I believe in.
Love yourself down to the bone, down to the roof of your mouth.
Leave no stone unturned, no cell unwanted. Love down to the blood no matter how fast it boils.
Quench love, and what is left of a man's life but the folding of a few jointed bones and square inches of flesh? Who would call that life?
Great compassion penetrates into the marrow of the bone.
It is the support of all living beings. Like the love of a parent for an only child, the tenderness of the Compassionate One is all-pervasive.
I might screw up, I might embarrass you, I might yell at you, but I will never, ever stop loving you. You're my first born. The first time I held you... I fell in love so hard it cracked my bones.
You shouldn't have to pay for your love with your bones and your flesh.
When I'm out, maybe I'm looking at the fried chicken, but I know I need to order the grilled. But I'm still from the country. I love my fried food and my neck bones and all that, too.