Quotes About Promise

El amor es como una borrachera. Cuando uno tiene la botella al lado se siente feliz. Pero luego se acaba, uno se duerme y al otro día se despierta con dolor. Después uno promete no volver a tomar…

I simply want to be dead. Weeping she left me with many tears and said this: Oh how badly things have turned out for us. Sappho, I swear, against my will I leave you. And I answered her: Rejoice, go and remember me. For you know how we cherished you.

Thousands of other future feminists lived in middle-class homes, growing up to be bright, popular, and good. Everything appeared to promise them a future of happy domesticity. Who would have guessed that within a decade they would rise up to challenge that promise, to name it fraud, and to demand fundamental changes in American society under the banner of women's liberation? Feminism had been dead for over thirty years.

It was an insane, impossible-to-keep promise, of course. But he didn't care. Because when he'd made it, his heart--which, he suddenly understood, had been useless up until now, just killing time pumping his blood around--his heart had lifted right out of his chest, as if it had been reborn as a bird, and was now soaring somwhere near the top of the watchtower. And the view from there was terrific.

Go now. Alone. Or I make good on my promise. -A

I'll take good care of her for you,' Emma thought as she tapped her fingers on the leather-wrapped steering wheel. I smiled. She'd better.

Good-bye, Nisha, I added my farewell to my sister's. I promise, whoever did this to us is going to pay.

Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening bream that smiles the clouds away and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.

promise the dragon won't eat me."The dragon spoke. "I wouldn't dream of it, little Key. You are not flavored to my liking." "Somehow I don't feel reassured," she said.

Know me," Ven said as he drove knife after knife into the spirit's body, "for I am death to all oathbreakers, promise renders, and betrayers. Know me, for I am the last sunset, the night without dawn, the winter without spring. I am pain to your pleasure, silence to your shout, stillness to your speed. I hunt death.

Your thin white face, chérie; he said, as if he saw it for the first time. Your thin white face, with its promise of debauchery only a connoisseur could detect.

It goes back to the destiny thing.I made a bargain with it, you know, a long time ago. And I'm holding up my end.

Christian said he'd call the next day, but in boy time that meant Thursday.

As I go into a cemetery I like to think of the time when the dead shall rise from their graves. ... Thank God, our friends are not buried; they are only sown!

My father is a liar and so am I. But I'm going to stop. I have to stop. I will tell you my story and I will tell it straight. No lies, no omissions. That's my promise. This time I truly mean it.

The next time you see Jesus Christ, ask Him what happened to the just society He promised 2,000 years ago.

I was completely loyal and faithful to Stephen throughout this time as, indeed, he assured me he was to me.

Youth itself is a talent, a perishable talent.

Perfume acts as an anesthetic. By the time she floats a little your way, you'll promise her anything.

Hillary Clinton is running for president. This time around, she promises to be warm and approachable. Like me.

The sun has not yet set for all time.

Every time we give our word, it counts. For the most part, people give their word entirely too often. Our word is a precious commodity and should be treated as such.

Each time a new baby is born there is a possibility of reprieve. Each child is a new being, a potential prophet, a new spiritual prince, a new spark of light precipitated into the outer darkness.

Promising is the very air o' the time; it opens the eyes of expectation.