#fee

Most of the confidence which I appear to feel, especially when influenced by noon wine, is only a pretense. ↗

— Tennessee Williams

#confidence #especially #feel #i #influenced

Sometimes we need to feel bad to know what it's like to feel good... ↗

— Nitra Gipson

#feeling-bad #inspirational-quotes #life-and-living #reality #survivors

There used to be an old thing where every team had a heavy bag in their locker room for people to punch, but again, it was more about conditioning because if you hit a heavy bag for a minute, it feels like your arms are about to fall off. ↗

— Steve Yzerman

#again #arms #bag #because #conditioning

Fill you mind with the meaningless stimuli of a world preoccupied with meaningless things, and it will not be easy to feel peace in your heart. ↗

— Marianne Williamson

#feel #fill #heart #meaningless #mind

I'm not the sexiest thing in the world, I feel actors who have to 'play' sexy lose all their sex appeal. When they start with the tongue and the heavy lids, it looks so ridiculous. I think you just have to be yourself. ↗

— Stephanie Zimbalist

#be yourself #feel #heavy #i #i feel

They're not willing to admit that I've also shed blood and tears and often paid dearly for my success. This makes me feel extremely sad. ↗

— Zhang Ziyi

#also #blood #dearly #extremely #feel

This sounds really lame, but I'm pretty proud of my feet. ↗

— Torrie Wilson

#i #lame #pretty #proud #really

Science may never come up with a better office communication system than the coffee break. ↗

— Earl Wilson

#better #break #coffee #come #may

Everyone has to find their own way, it's just that I don't want to go that way myself. If a band likes being on a major and feels happy there, good luck to them. ↗

— Malcolm Wilson

#being #everyone #feels #find #go

He rolled his eyes and took my hand. His hand was hard and calloused, tough with muscle and old scars. The night settled around us like a blanket. I could hear the water lapping against the dock. We were totally alone. “You’re . . . ,” he began, and I waited, heart throbbing in my throat. “Such a pain,” he concluded. “What?” I asked, just as his head swooped in and his mouth touched mine. I tried to speak, but one of Fang’s hands held the back of my head, and he kept his lips pressed against me, kissing me softly but with a Fanglike determination. Oh, jeez, I thought distractedly. Jeez, this is Fang, and me, and . . . Fang tilted his head to kiss me more deeply, and I felt totally lightheaded. Then I remembered to breathe through my nose, and the fog cleared a tiny bit. Somehow we were pressed together, Fang’s arms around me now, sliding under my wings, his hands flat against my back. It was incredible. I loved it. I loved him. It was a total disaster. Gasping, I pulled back. “I, uh—,” I began oh so coherently, and then I jumped up, almost knocking him over, and raced down the dock. I took off, flying fast, like a rocket. ↗

— James Patterson

#best-friends #brb-dying #confusion #feelings #friendship