#ore

But I want to start a family one day, and be involved in more charities, helping children. ↗

— Lily Aldridge

#children #day #family #helping #i

Certainly one of the more common experiences in the jazz field is discovering someone new. Improvising musicians are capable of being musical travelers, voyagers. We want to join in on whatever we hear. There is a freedom to wander the musical landscape. ↗

— Gary Burton

#capable #certainly #common #discovering #experiences

I loved the story but also enjoyed the format of the book, which includes e-mail messages. Janice L. Jones ↗

— Vicki M. Taylor

#forever-love #format #love-story #love

No evil can result from its inhibition more pernicious than its toleration. ↗

— Martin Van Buren

#inhibition #more #pernicious #result #than

L'amore ha i suoi differenti toni, i suoi variegati registri, non sta quasi mai in silenzio. Non è taciturno, ma parla, strepita, canta, inveisce. Ferisce, non solo l'orecchio. L'amore talvolta è violento. ↗

— Nadia Fusini

#love #love

When public and private sectors combine intellectual and other resources, more can be achieved. ↗

— Gro Harlem Brundtland

#combine #intellectual #more #other #private

Forse, io amo in lei la natura, la personificazione di quanto c'è di bello nella natura; ma non è che io abbia una volontà mia propria: attraverso me, c'è ad amarla non so quale forza elementare, la creazione intera; tutta la natura infonde quest'amore nell'anima mia, e mi dice: ama! ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#donna #i-cosacchi #love #natura #love

Ronan was normally a shy guy with the nerdy classes and was never a hit with the babes and thought he was been offered it on a plate. He had died and gone to heaven, been in the limelight was all good. This stout was great stuff it totally relaxed him and made him cool and the babes loved it. Who would have guessed it Ronan was a sex machine? He wriggled his hips and enjoyed the moment oblivious to Katie’s glares and killer looks from the edge of the dance floor. Katie stood with a raised complexion with her hands folded across her chest and tapped her heels in irritation. It did her no good, nobody noticed”. ↗

— Annette J. Dunlea

#annette-j-dunlea #irish-writer #love

I love you forever. I am sorry I cannot love you now. ↗

— Nick Harkaway

#heartache #heartbreak #love #love-hurts #love-letter

Because you’re not a one-night girl, Irish.” (...) “You’re my forever girl. ↗

— K.A. Tucker

#irish #love #love