My own eyes try to sleep, but they don't. They stay wide awake as time snarls forward and silence drops down, like measured thought. Underdog
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Quote:- My Papa's Waltz:The whiskey on your breathCould make a small boy dizzy;But I hung on like death:Such waltzing was not easy.We romped until the pansSlid from the kitchen shelf;My mother's countenanceCould not unfrown itself.The hand that held my wristWas battered on one knuckle;At every step you missedMy right ear scraped a buckle.You beat time on my headWith a palm caked hard by dirt,Then waltzed me off to bedStill clinging to your shirt.
Author:- Theodore Roethke
Category:- poetry
Quote:- MY PARENTS HAD GROWN ME TILL MY BIRTH, THE REST OF MY LIFE WAS GROWN BY MY ENEMIES
Author:- P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar
Category:- Life
Quote:- My parents. They’ve been married thirty years, but my father still discovers things about my mother that shock him.’ ‘Really,’ Thora drawls. ‘Does your mum say the same thing about your dad?’ He looks confused, then wary. ‘Why?’ ‘Because that’s a classic thing men say when they don’t want to engage with women as people. Oh, she’s such a mystery, when she’s been telling you for the past thirty years what she wants and you just haven’t been listening.
Meet Me in Another Life
Author:- Catriona Silvey
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- My passion should be big enough that I fear it, but not so weak that my fear of it becomes the death of it.
Author:- Craig D. Lounsbrough
Category:- motivational
Quote:- My past has not defined me, destroyed me, deterred me, or defeated me; it has only strengthened me.
Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
Author:- Steve Maraboli
Category:- motivational
Quote:- My past is everything I failed to be.
The Book of Disquiet
Author:- Fernando Pessoa
Category:- time
Quote:- My past made me, but it doesn't define me. My present does.
Author:- De philosopher DJ Kyos
Category:- best
Quote:- My path is made of poetry and music, characterized by rowdiness and sunflowers, and given life by everyone I have met along the way in this process of becoming human. (When I say "everyone," I don't mean just us ornery two-legged beings.)
Catching the Light
Author:- Joy Harjo
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- My pen and paper can do this better, tell you the story about black girl raised by her father in a poor family rural area with no education and better qualifications to make her life better that me the only thing I had was dream and goal to turn around my situation the bigger I dreamed It what I managed to get as I mentioned the only thing that I know is sound of birds,trees,my dad's goats that I was a sherped of it and water flows I made a decision that I don't want to die on that situation.
Author:- Nozipho N.Maphumulo
Category:- motivational
Quote:- My personal hell is a place filled with loud, cocky, inked hipster—millennials. It’s a place where every guy looks like a member of Mumford & Sons, and all the women shun makeup. No, it isn’t Lollapalooza, nor an Arcade Fire concert. No, it isn’t some hipster independent coffee shop serving the latest trend in cold brewed coffee and a donut. No, not a craft cocktail lounge playing Daft Punk on vinyl while everyone sits on low striped cushions and corduroy couches wearing color schemes of pants and tops that make no sense.I’ll give you a hint. A woman walked around wearing a t-shirt stating, Data is the new bacon. Excuse me, but fuck you, it is not!Okay, fine. Last hint. All the Mumford & Sons dudes and non-makeup wearing inked millennials are wearing the exact same shirt.Slap yourself if you get this wrong. My hell is the APPLE STORE!
Category:- motivational
Quote:- My personal problems are seeds that I’ve planted. They do not sprout when they are supposed to. They tend to grow when I least expect it. That is when most of my problems occur. I have to work on planting my seeds at the right time. I also have to make sure they are getting enough sunshine, rain, and a lot of love—so they can sprout during the right season.
Unapologetic For My Flaws and All
Author:- Charlena E. Jackson
Category:- best
Quote:- My Personalityunfolding before youlike a Swiss Army knife.
The Air Around the Butterfly / Въздухът около пеперудата
Author:- Katerina Stoykova Klemer
Category:- poetry,Relationships
Quote:- My philosophy, in essence, is the concept of man as a heroic being, with his own happiness as the moral purpose of his life, with productive achievement as his noblest activity, and reason as his only absolute.
Author:- Ayn Rand
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- My phone always autocorrects I love you to I live you and what is love if not living the other person.
Author:- Ayushee Ghoshal
Category:- Love
Quote:- My point is: maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there's a tomorrow. Maybe for you there's one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through your fingers. So much time you can waste it.But for some of us there's only today. And the truth is, you never really know.
Before I Fall
Author:- Lauren Oliver
Category:- time
Quote:- My potential salvation...must remain an unswerving commitment to treat generality only as it emerges from little things that arrest us and open our eyes with "aha" -- while direct, abstract, learned assaults upon generalities usually glaze them over.
The Flamingo's Smile: Reflections in Natural History
Author:- Stephen Jay Gould
Category:- science
Quote:- My power is my property. My power gives me property. My power am I myself, and through it am I my property.
The Ego and Its Own
Author:- Max Stirner
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- My prayers, my tears, my wishes, fears, and lamentations, were witnessed by myself and heaven alone. When we are harassed by sorrows or anxieties, or long oppressed by any powerful feelings which we must keep to ourselves, for which we can obtain and seek no sympathy from any living creature, and which yet we cannot, or will not wholly crush, we often naturally seek relief in poetry—and often find it, too—whether in the effusions of others, which seem to harmonize with our existing case, or in our own attempts to give utterance to those thoughts and feelings in strains less musical, perchance, but more appropriate, and therefore more penetrating and sympathetic, and, for the time, more soothing, or more powerful to rouse and to unburden the oppressed and swollen heart.
Agnes Grey
Author:- Anne Brontë
Category:- poetry