#butter

There is a perfect someone, even if the road to that someone isn’t all that perfect. ↗

— Laura Miller

#love #love

How does the story really go? Does she ever cross your mind? Does she ever steal your nights? Is she still a part of you? Do you ever wish she were still by your side? And what would you do? If she walked up here tomorrow And told you that she loved you? Would you drop it all and run to her? Would you tell her you love her too? Or would you simply send her home? And tell her you’ve moved on? Tell me, Buddy, what would you do? ↗

— Laura Miller

#laura-miller #will #love

Pretty little butterfly is but the glory of a little worm ↗

— Patti Lynn Pressley

#glory #inspirational #worm #inspirational

If you dispute with me you will only quarrel with your bread and butter. ↗

— Francis Bond Head

#butter #dispute #me #only #quarrel

When a small child, I thought that success spelled happiness. I was wrong, happiness is like a butterfly which appears and delights us for one brief moment, but soon flits away. ↗

— Anna Pavlova

#away #brief #brief moment #butterfly #child

What's a butterfly garden without butterflies? ↗

— Roy Rogers

#butterflies #butterfly #garden #without

You’re much too beautiful for tears. ↗

— Laura Miller

#butterfly-weeds #love #beauty

It's promising and seductive, that huge Italian family, sitting around the dinner table, surrounded by olive trees. But it's not my family and I am not their family, and no amount of birthing sons, and cooking dinner and raking leaves or planting the gardens or paying for the plane tickets is going to change that. If I don't come back in eleven months, I will not be missed, and no one will write me or call me to acknowledge my absence. Which is not an accusation, just a small truth about clan and bloodline. ↗

— Gabrielle Hamilton

#bones-butter #change

This flesh in which we live is nothing more than a cocoon, and only when we step out of it do we truly begin to live. ↗

— Nancy Stephan

#death #inspirational #life #death

Like a butterfly stuck in a chrysalis, waiting for the perfect moment, I was waiting for the day I could burst forth and fly away and find my home. ↗

— Emme Rollins

#butterfly #chrysalis #dependence #dependency #dependency-growth