Without a plan your
Without a plan your kind of just like a dog chasing it’s tail, your not getting anywhere. Gabrielle Dennis
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Without a plan your kind of just like a dog chasing it’s tail, your not getting anywhere. Gabrielle Dennis
We lead strange lives, chasing our dreams around from place to place. Erin Morgenstern
I hope he has them chasing blue squirrels all day! Graystripe hissed to Fireheart as they headed toward the corner where a few pieces of fresh-kill remained from last night. But there aren’t any blue squirrels, Fireheart mewed in confusion. Precisely! Graystripe’s amber eyes gleamed. Erin Hunter
Well-being is possible to the degree to which one has overcome one’s narcissism; to the degree to which one is open, responsive, sensitive, awake, empty…. Well-being means, finally, to drop one’s Ego, to give up greed, to cease chasing after preservation and the aggrandizement of the Ego, to be and to experience one’s self in … Read more
I’m trying to laugh uncontrollably with whoever I’m making a song with because whatever we just listened to that we just came up with is so dope. I’m chasing that feeling in the studio, not like a trend or what’s hot on the radio at the moment. It just seems like the more I do … Read more
Yet we slink about like whipped curs:;… our self-abasement principally takes the form of subservience to the United States:;… we are under no necessity to participate in the American nightmare of a Soviet monster barely held at bay in all quarters of the globe by an inconceivable nuclear armament and by political intervention everywhere from … Read more
Holly is alive,’ thought Foaly ‘My princess lives,’exulted Orion. ‘And we’re chasing a dragon Eoin Colfer
You know, Miss Holly, you look very dramatic like that, backlit by the fire. Very attractive, if I may say so. I know you shared a moment passionne with Artemis which he subsequently fouled up with his typical boorish behavior. Let me just throw something out there for you to consider while we’re chasing the … Read more
Light That’s how I feel- like the winter-fringed breeze might scoop me up into its wings, fly away with me trapped in its feathered embrace. I am a snowflake. A wisp of eiderdown, liberated from gravity. My body is light. Ephemeral. My head is light. I want to sway beneath the weight of air, dizzy … Read more
Unrequited love–plain desperate aboveboard boy-chasing–turned you into a salesperson, and what you were selling was something he didn’t want, couldn’t use, would never miss. Unrequited love was deciding to be useless, and I could never abide uselessness. Elizabeth McCracken