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Luckily, my children love broccoli, and although we sometimes enter into UN-like negotiations about how many 'trees' they need to eat before they can partake of ice cream, it is a vegetable that they tend to embrace.


Gwyneth Paltrow


#although #before #broccoli #children #cream

I think L.A.'s terrific. You fly an hour and a half and you're in the mountains in three feet of powder. I also think it's a much better city if you're working as an actor. If you're not working and you don't see your dreams coming true, there can be a lot of heartache.


Scott Patterson


#also #better #city #coming #dreams

Every adversity, every failure, and every heartache, carries with it the Seed of an equivalent or greater Benefit.


Napolean Hill


#benefit #carries #equivalent #every #failure

There's a lot of heartache because you don't always win. You need loads of determination.


Pat Cash


#because #determination #heartache #loads #lot

Every test, every trial, every heartache that's been significant, I can turn it over and see how God has turned it into good no matter what.


Charles Stanley


#every #god #good #heartache #how

I'm not some possession." I pushed at his chest once more. "No, you're not." His mouth returned to mine. "You are my wife." I continued to struggle with the mass of him. He pulled his head back. "You're the only woman I've loved since I lost my mother and sister." His eyes intent on mine. Torn by my anger and his admission, I stopped protesting. His mouth moved against my neck and his body pressed into mine. "I have loved you for so long.


Saewod Tice


#love #romance #anger

Sunlight’s warmth on my face awoke me in the morning. I didn’t remember falling asleep or how I came to be in my own bed. But I did recall nightmares featuring Gwen. Awful nightmares that shared the same fatal ending. I turned my head to stare out an open window. The sun shone in full splendor outside, bleaching a clear sky enough to tell it was going to be a beautiful spring day. The air smelled of rain from overnight showers, mixed with a strong floral scent. A large lilac bush below my window was responsible for the perfume. I breathed in the clean and fragrant air. My eyelids fluttered, blinking at a stunning reflection of daylight off the glass. The pale blue sky beyond gave an exquisite glow to my room. All of it invited the soul to bask in a new day. But not me. None of that mattered to me. The world might as well come to a dark and ugly end. I saw no reason for beauty or life to go on so long as Gwen was lost. Rolling over in bed, I felt the vice grips wrench at my heart again as I cried myself back to sleep.


Richelle E. Goodrich


#gwen #heartache #loss #mourning #richelle

You can obsess and obsess over how things ended- what you did wrong or could have done differently- but there's not much of a point. It's not like it'll change anything. So really, why worry?


Jess Rothenberg


#heartbreak #love #change

You may have to break this heart before you can use it. You may have to take it apart and start all over with me. I know it hurts to change, but I don't want to stay the same. Take me. Break me. Do whatever it takes to make me what you need me to be


Willow Aster


#love #change

No matter what your heartache may be, laughing helps you forget it for a few seconds.


Red Skelton


#forget #heartache #helps #laughing #matter