Quotes About Live

Kissing Red must've killed off some of your brain cells, Ryder decided. You can tell a woman what to do---if you play it right---and maybe, maybe half the time she'd do it, or something close to it. That's a live woman. A dead one? I figure that's closer to zero.

You're a first-class bastard, Doug. This time he grinned because he'd heard the light trace of respect. I like first class, Whitney. I'm going to live there the rest of my life.

Without hope, grief loses the strength to live on, and fight on, and hold.

hope, grief loses the strength to live on, and fight on, and hold.

was the same, she thought, deep and seductive. She wanted to hit him again just for that. "She didn't mention that you were in town." "I live here. Moved back almost a year ago." She had that same sexy pout. He fervently wished that at least that much could have changed. "Can I tell you that you look

A book becomes popular because of its text, but it's the subtext that makes it live forever. For

How you're still always trapped. How your head is the cave, your eyes the cave mouth. How you live inside your head and only see what you want. How you only watch the shadows and make up your own meaning.

God's an astronaut Oz is over the rainbow and Median is where the monsters live.

Live every minute as if you are late for the last train.

And yet is not this transitoriness a reminder that challenges us to make the best possible use of each moment of our lives? It certainly is, and hence my imperative: Live as if you were living for the second time and had acted as wrongly the first time as you are about to act now. In

What a vast fertility of pleasure books hold for me! I went in and found the table laden with books. I looked in and sniffed them all. I could not resist carrying this one off and broaching it. I think I could happily live here and read forever.

and the red sun of desire and decision (the two things that create a live world) rose higher and higher, while upon a succession of balconies a succession of libertines, sparkling glass in hand, toasted the bliss of past and future nights.

Although I could never get used to the constant state of anxiety in which the guilty, the great, and the tenderhearted live, I felt I was doing my best in the way of mimicry.

Perhaps what matters is not the human pain or joy at all but, rather, the play of shadow and light on a live body, the harmony of trifles assembled...in a unique and inimitable way.

Why do you live in hotels? -It simplifies postal matters, it eliminates the nuisance of private ownership, it confirms me in my favorite habit-- the habit of freedom.

the red sun of desire and decision (the two things that create a live world) rose higher and higher

I stay cool, and dig all jive, That's the way I stay alive. My motto, as I live and learn, is Dig and be dug In return.

It is the fear of death--24/7 in every shade of hospital white and doomsday black--that sells the pharmaceutical, political, financial, film, and food product promising to make good the wish to live forever.

In Paul's discourse about the new situation of believers in Romans 8, it is very interesting to note how he interweaves references to Jesus and the Spirit. He proclaims "no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus" (8:1 NRSV) and summons them to live "according to the Spirit" and set their minds on the Spirit (8:4-6). Paul declares that they are "in the Spirit" and indwelt by the Spirit (8:9, 11) and also that "Christ is in you" (8:10).

I have talked to many people who say that they live in homes that are haunted. One of the most common things that they describe is how days or months will go by without any activity. Then out of the blue they see apparitions or hear footsteps and strange noises, when no one else is around.

Magic wasn't meant to be captured. You just had to live in the moment.

Vive muchos años... Vive intensamente, vivelo todo... Vive por mi la vida que yo no pude vivir. Kai

Make for the joy of making; Give for the joy of giving; Love for the joy of loving; Live for the joy of living.

The heart hacked out of the center of an overgrown hedge with an ax To live beyond the brain