Quotes About Encounter

What's a meet-cute?" Peter's lying on his side now, his head propped up on his elbow. He looks so adorable I could pinch his cheeks, but I refrain from saying so. His head is big enough as it is. "A meet-cute is when the hero and heroine meet for the very first time, and it's always in a charming way. It's how you know they're going to end up together. The cuter the better.

The thought of Peter and John Ambrose McClaren in the same space together again is discomforting. Where would I even look?

They had such a good meet-cute," I croak.

Jeremiah turned his head toward me and winked lazily. "See you soon.

It's nice to meet you in real life, Lara Jean,

Hi!" I say cheerfully, as if I weren't just contemplating backing away before he saw me.

What's a meet-cute?" "A meet-cute is when the hero and heroine meet for the very first time, and it's always in a charming way. It's how you know they're going to end up together. The cuter the better.

I tapped the drunken Scotsman on the shoulder and said, as politely as possible: 'Excuse me.' He whirled round, his eyes full of fire and his hands balled into steel-hard fists. But the blow never came. 'Christ, you're a big bastard,' he said, and ran off. It was the proudest moment of my life.

circumstances, the borderline bases his attitude toward another person on the most recent encounter, rather than on a more stable and enduring perception grounded in a consistent, connected series of experiences.

have written it as a Bible study about God and His sovereignty, wisdom, and love as they bear upon the adversities we all encounter.

Sus miradas se cruzaron desde la lejanía, un frío intenso penetró sus cuerpos ausentes, desde que se cocieron en un vagón sombrío del metro de Buenos Aires

Mom, I have to go. I think this Matt character is here." "Are you sure it's him?" Julie peered into the car as the window lowered. "I see a maniacal-looking guy with brightly-colored candy in one hand, and he's waving a sickle in the other. Oh! He's beckoning me to the car. This must be my ride.

a new phrase was making the rounds in Berlin, to be deployed upon encountering a friend or acquaintance on the street, ideally with a sardonic lift of one eyebrow: "Lebst du noch?" Which meant, "Are you still among the living?

Edith wrote later, "This was the accidental meeting which carried out the old adage of 'turn a corner and meet your fate.

In the snowstorm you came close to wild animals and they were not afraid. They travelled across country not knowing where they were and the deer stood sometimes in the lee of the cabin. In a snowstorm you rode up to a moose and he mistook your horse for another moose and trotted forward to meet you. In a snowstorm it always seemed, for a time, as though there were no enemies.

Los adioses no hacían más que acrecentar la turbación que le infundía semejante encuentro.

Los hombres buscan a Dios y buscándolo lo encuentran.

Suppose you meet me in the woods.

How bizarre, curious, strange! Then, madam, we live in the same room and we sleep in the same bed, dear lady. It is perhaps there that we have met!

Creation is not abandoned by God, it is not godless, for apart from God it would not be at all; it is not deprived of grace for it owes its existence to grace. Rather, creation is graced, it is holy; in creation God may be encountered.

Durante a sua permanência no Mali, voltou a ser ofendido. (Os árabes parecem ter considerado os costumes africanos tão grosseiros como os veriam os exploradores europeus, alguns séculos mais tarde.) Ibn Battuta esperava que os presentes de receção fossem belas vestes e dinheiro; em lugar disso, porém, foi presenteado pelo novo rei com três pães e uma porção de carne de vaca frita, bem como algum iogurte.

It turned out to be fortunate that Churchill did not meet Hitler, as the encounter proved an embarrassment to several of those Britons, such as Lloyd George, the Duke of Windsor and Churchill's cousin Lord Londonderry, who did.

I don't just let anyone find me, you know?

Why, yes, of course." The man put a hand to his head. "How rude of me! I am Capitán Colón. Capitán Cristóbal Colón, master of the Santa Maria, at your service." He gave a little bow. "Colón?" David asked. "Columbus? You are Christopher Columbus?" "Yes." The man smiled, a bit confused. "Columbus is the English pronunciation of my name, but your Portuguese is flawless. I naturally assumed . . ." David