#if

We all started off this way - small little bundles of joy. Me, Aires, Noah, Lila, Isaiah and even Beth. At some point, someone held us and loved us, but somewhere along the way, it all got screwed up. ↗

— Katie McGarry

#life #love #love

Don't doubt yourself, that's what haters are for. ↗

— Turcois Ominek

#hate #letting-go #life #life-lessons #moving-on

I thought I had everything until I found you. ↗

— Turcois Ominek

#life #life-lessons #love #lovers #romance

Life is too short not to show your truest form EVERY day... Live it, Like it, Love it and then push for more ~~ ↗

— Jeannie Hopkins

#god #hopkins #ike #jeannie #life

#quote Si la persona a la que amas dejara de ser la persona a la que amas, ¿acaso tú podrías seguir amándola...? ↗

— Juan Luis Ortiz Hidalgo

#love #thinking #love

Every time when we smile, the reasons could be different & people could also be different - Everyone loves you Every time when you are sad, the reasons could be same & people could be different - Everyone doesn't understand you ↗

— Adil Adam Memon

#love

Don't let her slip out you're arms... You might not get her back. Keep her. Love her & treasure her. ↗

— Me

#love

Those East Coast rich kids are a different breed, on a fast track to nowhere. Your friends in Seattle are downright Canadian in their niceness. None of you has a cell phone. The girls wear hoodies and big cotton underpants and walk around with tangled hair and smiling, adorned backpacks. Do you know how absolutely exotic it is that you haven’t been corrupted by fashion and pop culture? A month ago I mentioned Ben Stiller, and do you remember how you responded? ‘Who’s that?’ I loved you all over again. ↗

— Maria Semple

#niceness #pop-culture #priorities #love

My advice to writers is this: Walk, talk, breathe, laugh, cry, fall, rise, fail, succeed, run, jump, love, hate, hide, seek, learn, work, play, feel, LIVE. Then write it down. ↗

— S. Alex Martin

#live-life #writing-advice #writing-from-the-heart #love

And Pantalaimon didn't ask why, because he knew; and he didn't ask whether Lyra loved Roger more than him, because he knew the true answer to that, too. And he knew that if he spoke, she wouldn't be able to resist; so the dæmon held himself quiet so as not to distress the human who was abandoning him, and now they were both pretending that it wouldn't hurt, it wouldn't be long before they were together again, it was all for the best. But Will knew that the little girl was tearing her heart out of her breast. ↗

— Philip Pullman

#love #sacrifice #soul #love