Quotes About Priorities

In 50 years it won't matter if he's handsome, ugly, or dumb as a post, just try to find someone who don't make you want to shove a pitchfork up his nose.

There isn't much a pan of warm Brownies and a glass of milk will fix. In less it's low grain prices. Or poverty. Or the national debt. I guess there are a few things, but nothing you have to worry about right this minute.

Today's quote of the day from B, "I haven't got time for Demonic Presences; we've got packing to do".

My main priority now is that my kids are happy; that's my number-one focus in life. Are these little people happy, content, and getting everything they need? Everything after that is secondary. Before, my work was my main priority -- even above myself.

You get to a point in life where it suddenly occurs to you that you don't need all the things you once thought you did--that it's really, well, convoluted. My life feels overblown sometimes, and I don't want it to be. I want it to be streamlined. So I'm living a much more unscripted life now than I have in a long time.

In my mind I first felt like, Oh, I'll be back to work right after the babies are born. But then you don't want to. Even now, it's very difficult for me to leave them in the morning. It just tortures me. I'm like, It's been hours; are they wondering where I am? Do they know that I love them so much and I'm thinking only about them?

The busy have no time for tears.

The creature comforts were all a man cared about at the finish.

We had nothing else - no money, no bikes, no summer camps, no vacations. Nothing, except one another. To us, that was all that mattered.

Han enseñado a la gente a necesitar demasiadas fruslerías. Me temo que el noventa y cinco por ciento de la población de Europa occidental aceptaría la destrucción del planeta a cien años vista si ése fuera el precio de poder seguir teniendo lavadora.

Sometimes you can spend your whole life waiting for the day you leave work, the day you're going to start enjoying life, start living, start getting to know your family. But by then it's over—it's too late. You're gone.

Her dad works in a supermarket, and her mother is just a stay-home mom. Her mom was always at Stacey's dance rehearsals and stuff. And that's why Stacey is not rich—her parents don't put in the time.

Why leave the nut you got for one you don't know?

I can't imagine dating a boy, meeting him only outside the home. What's a home and family for if it's not the center of one's life?

The Bible says we're to be moderate in all things. It's good to help others but not at the expense of your own family.

Man, Duke and I work our fannies off. We don't eat expensive dinners out. We don't go to the mvies or buy our clothes anywhere but Kmart--our biggest treat is taking the kids to Walmart on Friday nights, having a fast food hamburger and doing the grocery shopping.

There's an unspoken irony to all of this. People wanted a speedy solution to their problems, but what id their moods had been driven down in the first place by the hurried pace of their lives? They imagined they were rushing now in order to save their lives later, but so often, later never came.

Logan, why aren't you wearing protection? The radio crackled, and then came Logan's voice. I have 'protection' in my bag, he said. But as much as I don't want to say this, darlin', now's not the time to be asking if I'm carrying condoms. I have problems. A life vest, Logan! I'm asking where's your life vest! Oh, he said. I knew that.

You're taking a stray cat but leaving behind your man?" Colbie's heart twisted. Her man… "He doesn't fit into the cat carrier.

The fact that she had more clothes to sleep in than to go out in said a lot about her

There's a big difference between want and need, she muttered to herself, picking her pad and pen back up. I mean I want a bikini body, but I need chicken nuggets.

My parents mean well, Grace said. They want me to succeed. Well of course, Mallory said. They love you. But I'm thinking success and happiness don't get along. Sometimes you have to sacrifice one for the other.

Not despised. Despised is a little strong. It implies that I'd unplug your life support to charge my iPhone, so I save that word for things like chia seeds, infomercials, and slow walkers in the aisles of the grocery store.

She wanted...stability. Riggs was never going to be that guy. She just needed to remember that. Shaking her head, she locked up and went down the hall. She needed a hot shower, an orgasm, and sleep, and she didn't need a man for any of it.