The fear that I would one day run out of things to say to you became the hope that soon I can sit in silence with you.
Buried CaesarBuried Caesar And what happens when you run out of words? You listen. Deeply. To everything around you.
Brianna PastorBrianna Pastor This land is your land and this land is my land, sure, but the world is run by those that never listen to music anyway.
Bob DylanBob Dylan It’s never over. You don’t want to be in the position to be down four runs in the ninth inning, but it’s not over until the last out.
Derek JeterDerek Jeter I like to make something beautiful when I run … it’s style. It’s doing something better than anyone else. It’s being creative.
Steve PrefontaineSteve Prefontaine Markets tend to shake you up before a bull run.
Rakesh JhunjhunwalaRakesh Jhunjhunwala In Positano, I like the San Pietro Hotel, which is run by a friend whose family has owned the hotel for more than 100 years.
Ivana TrumpIvana Trump All I wanted to do was sneak out into the night and disappear somewhere, and go and find out what everybody was doing all over the country.
Jack KerouacJack Kerouac We ought to run after crosses as the miser runs after money. . . Nothing but crosses will reassure us at the Day of Judgment When that day shall come, we shall be happy in our misfortunes, proud of our humiliations, and rich in our sacrifices!
John VianneyJohn Vianney Once a trend is established it tends to persist and to run it’s full course.
George SorosGeorge Soros We’re toxic to each other. And maybe that’s why we love each other.
Norah RoseNorah Rose Maybe I should just let myself feel to the point that I don’t feel anything. It’s the game of feelings, I think it’s time to play with my own.
Astha SrivastavaAstha Srivastava Choosing yourself should not be an option, It should be a decision.
Aradhna S BirenAradhna S Biren I lost parts of me when I split into two and most of those pieces seeped into you.
TMCTMC Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
M.K. StandbyM.K. Standby I breathe in the first glimmers of freedom – it tastes of sweet hopefulness.
Alma-May NoaAlma-May Noa
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