#normal

It's the first time it's happened to me and maybe the last. It's a strange sensation, not normal for me. I can't remember scoring three goals, even when I was a kid. ↗

— Zinedine Zidane

#first #first time #goals #happened #i

I love being around my friends and my family and spending time with my husband. I like being normal and recharging my batteries, and I feel like I have the coolest job in the world where I get to get on stage and perform and get to do a lot of really amazing things. ↗

— Carrie Underwood

#amazing things #around #batteries #being #coolest

To look is one thing, to see is another thing; to see is very difficult, normally; to look is to try to see. I have looked and I hope I have seen. ↗

— Eduardo Chillida

#difficult #hope #i #look #looked

I'm grateful that on a lot of casts I've gained friends for life. But it's more of a rare thing than a normal thing. I have a small group of friends, and I just, uh, feel fulfilled by the people that are in my life. ↗

— Matt Czuchry

#casts #feel #friends #fulfilled #gained

I don't want to say I can't wait to get back to normal life, because I don't. I don't want to get back to normal life. ↗

— Chris Daughtry

#because #get #i #life #normal

I always tried to hide the fact that I was an athlete. I just wanted to be normal. ↗

— Lindsay Davenport

#athlete #fact #hide #i #i always

You use your money to buy privacy because during most of your life you aren't allowed to be normal. ↗

— Johnny Depp

#because #buy #during #life #money

I didn't know what to think about first: me seeing Claude naked, Claude seeing me naked, or the whole fact that we were related and naked in the same room. (Sookie Stackhouse, Dead in the Family) ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#dead-in-the-family #paranormal #sookie-stackhouse #family

Massive numbers of people are going to come online from cultures we don't normally interact with. ↗

— Jimmy Wales

#cultures #going #interact #massive #normally

Gently, I ran my hand across his chest, exploring it. My breath felt tight in my throat. He was so beautiful. His muscles were toned, defined, his skin warm and smooth. Stroking my palm up over the line of his collarbone, I felt the firmness of his shoulder, the strength of his bicep. I traced my fingers over the black AK, following the lines of the letters. Alex hardly moved as I touched him, his eyes never leaving me. Finally I sighed and dropped my hand. I tried to smile. "I've sort of been wanting to do that ever since that first night in the motel room," I admitted. ↗

— L.A. Weatherly

#beauty