204 Quotes About Blog

I am yet to find one reliable friend in this crowd of shifting strangers. I have no true friends only mimicries, users and loopers. People popping in and out, keeping tabs on my life, not adding much credence to my existence yet not abandoning my life entirely because they know that greatness lies beyond the layers of this muck. It is up to me to discover those who are worth taking on this journey towards my destiny and the ones who will only get in my way.

The common mistake that bullies make is assuming that because someone is nice that he or she is weak. Those traits have nothing to do with each other. In fact, it takes considerable strength and character to be a good person.

It’s sad to see them staring wistfully through the window when the door isn’t locked.

Many, if not most, of the best and most lasting children’s books have multiple levels, some of which are not fully accessible to their most likely readers…at least, not on their first read-through at age eight or ten or fifteen.

...trying to use willpower to overcome the apathetic sort of sadness that accompanies depression is like a person with no arms trying to punch themselves until their hands grow back. A fundamental component of the plan is missing and it isn't going to work.

the bus timetable sites are all run by an inbred cabal of malicious gnomes. Who don’t speak English. And who don’t count very well either. Or tell time. And they certainly can’t read maps.

Blog'una baktım."Ah. Tanrım. Bebeğim. Yüce İsa. Nasıl Bulmuştu? Bir dakika. Önemli olan bulmuş olmasıydı. Blog'um artık Google'da çıkıyor muydu? Bu muhteşemdi işte. "Yine beni takip ediyorsun, anlıyorum. Yasaklama emri çıkarmama gerek var mı?""Rüyanda görürsün Kedicik." Pişmiş kelle gibi sırıttı. "Ah, bekle, rüyalarında zaten başroldeyim, değil mi?

A midst deceit I found the truth;there in the rough I found a diamond.And from the moment we met,I think of no one elseToday I choose to be, to live and breathe;to dream, to weep, and to sing in free verse.And you, the object of my delight:a like-minded opposite I am myself with,a mind-fuck times six, seven, eight thousand and three.I know that you love me with every inch of your deep.

«Brixie’s blog was huge. That had to be it. Brixie had a monster fashion blog. All those Los Angeles girls with their feet on the pedals of daddy’s sports car... Speedometers twitched in Milan whenever those girls changed their shoes... And Brixie knew how to make the girls in L.A. change their shoes.Dr. Gustav Y. Svante had warned him about this. This was an Internet thing: “disintermediation.”»