deserve

You don't deserve to understand truth if all that you want is just the normal life.

Sometimes it's good to lose something/someone. Because we get what we deserve, not what we desire for.

And now, for something completely the same:Wasted time and wasted breath,'s what I'll make, until my death.Helping people 'd be as good,but I wouldn't, if I could.For the few that help deserve,have no need, or not the nerve,help from strangers to accept,plus from mine a few have wept.Wept from joy, or from despair,or just from my vengeful stare.Ways I have, to look at stupid,make them see I am not Cupid.Make them see they are in error,for of truth I am a bearer.Most decide I'm just a bear,mauling at them, - like I care.

I don__ believe he deserves the thousands of poems I__e written about him, but life doesn__ follow rules. We do things for people who don__ necessarily deserve it. But we liked it, we loved it and fell in love enough to write about it.

They tell us the only way to move on is to forget.__orgive,_ they say.Realise that you deserve better.That maybe they deserve better.You can't fight fire with fire.Extinguish it once and for all."Do not look back," they say.They don't tell you that only one thing is needed. Only one:love.When you are filled to the brim with love,you only emanate love.You become lover and love itself.Only then will you love even the very people you wish to hate.

Somewhere in this small world, you can find a place where everyone appreciates you more than you think you deserve.

To strengthen your power of love,Love those who do not deserve your love.

Love is deserved, not desired.

Anyone who offers their heart on a silver platter deserves what they get.

I'm guilty of giving people more chances than they deserve but when I'm done, I'm done.

We cannot achieve more in life than what we believe in our heart of hearts we deserve to have.

When I left, Lydia was prattling about new clothes for her wedding and expressing her ownsatisfaction that she, the youngest of the Bennet sisters, would be the first of them to be married.Wickham smiled indulgently and said pretty things to her. I, disgusted with them both, was persuaded they deserved each other.

I don't want to die. I deserve, certainly, the most extreme punishment society has, and I think society deserves to be protected from me and from others like me. That's the irony. What I'm talking about is going beyond retribution because there is no way in the world that killing me is going to restore those beautiful children to their parents and correct and soothe the pain.

A leader does not deserve the name unless he is willing occasionally to stand alone.

Don't appreciate me, I'm not up to it. Don't criticize me, I don't deserve it. Just be my friend and forgive me, because I am craving for it.

It's that feeling you get somehow knowing that something great is about to happen... about to happen. While every passing day nothing great really does happen. You wake up, go to classes, study, sleep and wait for another monotonous day.You know the great day is not tomorrow, not even the day after, not even in a week or a month's time. But it says it will come soon, the way you live your life, one day at a time, only to realize 20 years have elapsed effortlessly.It will come soon, the way you meet someone without expecting or knowing that you are going to have so much fun together. It will come soon, the way dreams come true overnight- demanding years of perspiration, ironically.It will come soon like a gush of cold air in a hot afternoon.It will come soon like a stranger you feel you have already met.It will come like a guest who would be here to stay.It will come like an eternity, a serendipity, an irony.It will come when it is time for it to come, the way you fall asleep and dreams arrive from a distant land, surely but stealthily.

People deserve their leaders.

Never chase people. Be you and the right people who belong in your life and deserve a place in your heart will come, find and appreciate you!