admire

An adventure is nothing but a story. After the adventure ends, it__ nothing but a memory; a shadow of a life you lived. People will envy you for the time it takes you to tell the story. But after that, what then? I think people admire you more for becoming a teacher. I really do.

A celebrity farts, and everyone endures, but the unpopular will be thrased to death.

Life is war, war is game so life is game. Either lose or win. Know it earlier

My heart does not desire what my eyes does not admire.

You may be a person I admire, but you can't be a person that everyone admires. You are not everyone's favourite, but you are someone's favourite whether you like them or not.

I'm the biggest critic of my own work, but sometimes you nail a chapter so good that you have to take a step back and admire that bitch.

It is a pleasurable thing to earn the admiration of others, but it is a far better feeling to honestly admire thyself.

Appreciate the creation, respect the creator of it, and admire the source of all creativity.

I admire successful men and women who endured and overcome unusual circumstances to fulfill their dreams.

Audiences will admire your character__ strength but connect with them through their weakness.

Creativity is admired only if it solves the problem.

Love is an admiration that comes with patience. Lust is an admiration that comes with impatience. In all, admiration is common but patience is not!

A spark of every fire we seek is already within us.

The world is a show and the show is a performance of the wealthy, the beautiful and the fortunate. The invulnerable, the matchless and the exclusive live a life like dazzling fish in a scintillating seascape behind glass. Everybody may admire them, but nobody can touch them. ( __eeping up with the Joneses_ )

Admire the efforts of a failure like you admire the beauty of a sunset.

Art is the greatest opportunity to admire the human mind!

Rylan!"Nadia and I turn our heads simultaneously towards the entrance to the living room as Tim Powers appears."Yeah?" I yell across the room.That's when I notice the expression on Power' face. A mixture of awe, amazement, appreciation, and a bit of jealousy."Your girlfriend's here," Tim informs me.He steps aside, and a goddess enters the room.It's been forever since I first had those dreams Ivy sent me with her in her disguise. But I still remember how she looks. Pale skin, long hair, bright-green eyes, and a model's figure. A perfect dream girl, who's now reality.Ivy smiles shyly as she steps into the room. Her skin is porcelain, unflawed and shiny. White-blind hair, straight and flowing, falls down her back and ends a little bit past her waist. She's not wearing her woven grass robe, but instead a dress mist likely altered from a piece of clothing from her clothes sack. It probably reached the floor at one point, with long sleeves, but the sleeves are gone and the skirt's been snipped away, leaving behind a green dress that shows off mile-long legs.But her face...all that pales in comparison to her face. Heart-shaped, with high cheekbones, an elegant nose, a well-shaped chin, and her lips__he's not covering them anymore__wo shimmering, bright green pools I would be happy to drown in or go through. People believe the eyes are the window to your soul, and Ivy's soul is beautiful.

Think about the people you love, appreciate, and admire_ If today was the last day you could speak with them_ What would you say_ and what are you waiting for?