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She's like the rarest of jewels, too precious to be worn, and too valuable to tarnish.

For a man he get his own ship and his own strong wind, but he cannot stop missing all the passing breezes that never come again.

He sat there looking at her smiling and laughing, watching her hair fall over her eyes and she setting it back behind her ear, He turned away bowed his head down and smiled himself looking back at the sky.

Her beauty is laced in her strength and interwoven through her flaws. She embodies perfection.

Failure to put the relationship on a slower timetable may result in an act that was never intended in the first place. Another important principle is to avoid the circumstances where compromise is likely. A girl who wants to preserve her virginity should not find herself in a house or dorm room alone with someone to whom she is attracted. Nor should she single-date with someone she has reason not to trust. A guy who wants to be moral should stay away from the girl he knows would go to bed with him. Remember the words of Solomon to his son, __eep to a path far from her, do not go near the door of her house_ (Proverbs 5:8). I know this advice sounds very narrow in a day when virginity is mocked and chastity is considered old-fashioned. But I don__ apologize for it. The Scriptures are eternal, and God__ standards of right and wrong do not change with the whims of culture. He will honor and help those who are trying to follow His commandments. In fact, the apostle Paul said, __e will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear_ (1Corinthians 10:13). Hold that promise and continue to use your head. You__l be glad you did.

You call her a Bitch,Because she throws attitude?Gentlemen, You need to Grow up!Try to be modest in Her Eyes,Not a disgust in Her Insights!

A guy never has a right to force a woman to have sex with him under any circumstances. She should be able to say no at any point, and he must honor that denial. It is criminal that so many girls and women are raped today. Fully 60 percent of all females who lose their virginity before age fifteen say that their first sexual experience was forced! That is a tragedy with far-reaching consequences.

She's vodka in a sexy lingerie and high heels.I'm always drunk.

She awaits the rain like a writer embraces metaphors,A drizzle isn't for the child who dances in the storm.Of rain that washes away the petrichor it brings,A downpour of a hail of bullets, and she calls it spring.

She was chaos and beauty intertwined. A tornado of roses from divine.

She is that maze,the one you would love to chase.She is the faith,quite missing nowadays.And her heart is a rave,with hopeless barricades.She is the one,whose tears flow,just as lavishly,as her laughter roars!

He stood in a room, looking around, seeing thousands of himself. He banged the walls made of mirrors, but they wouldn't break. Thier laugh filled his heart and with fear, he curled up and sat there. And then She came out of nowhere and wrapped her arm around him. She held his hand, together they got up and walked towards a wall. He raised his head and looked at the reflections, but all he saw there was only him. She turned and smiled at him and touched the wall. It cracked and shattered into pieces. She inside him broke all the walls around him. He was free, he was not held and haunted by his reflections anymore.

Villainessa Tittel was a hired killer, an assassin by trade. She had enjoyed the best education and had been trained by assassins who had (until then at least) been considered the best in the business. She had turned to __leaning_ as an occupation because she really enjoyed endings more than beginnings _ and anyway, she didn__ need to know her mark__ entire pedigree or life__ story, or to have some kind of facetious moral justification just to collect her fee. Unsurprisingly, when she did read _ on those rare occasions _ her books were always dog-eared from the back.

A story meant to motivate all and sundry irrespective of their circumstances

My grandmother was an actress too. In the thirties and forties she was under contract with Universal Studios. Crazy credits, lots of them. My dad was also under contract with Universal Studios. And my first film was shot on the same stage they both worked on at Universal.

My mum is bright, ambitious, well read, political and very bolshie: when my dad was conscripted into the Army and posted to Libya, she convinced some general to let her go with him. I don't know how she managed it.

My dad had an aunt at the turn of the century who died from diabetes, but she was the closest affected relative in my family.

Tiffany is very proud to have the last name and she's proud of her dad.