It's a political and manipulative industry. Actors vie for the same roles, movies are snatched away. Have I ever been manipulated? Yes. But I haven't manipulated anyone because if you think from the heart, you cannot be calculative. I have spent nights crying.
Jack was mid-jump when I burst into my room. I snatched his ankle,flipping him horizontal. He crashed down hard to my bed and rolled off onto the floor. And laughed. "Let's do that again! But this time I'll jump even higher. " "No! No,you won't! What are you going here?" He sat up on the floor and shrugged. "I was bored. " "I don't care! I'm not your babysitter!" His blue eyes twinkled. Honestly, whose eyes actually twinkle? Then his face crumpled,his lower lip jutting out. He blinked his ridiculously long eyelashes at me. "I thought we were friends. " "Oh,knock it off.
Here I begin to know that blessedness is what can be snatched out the passing day and put away to think of afterwards.
We are human beings, and this is the part of our human nature, that we don't learn the importance of anything until it's snatched from our hands.
At one store, Gansey had started to pay for Blue's potato chips and she'd snatched them away. "I don't want you to buy me food!" Blue said. "If you pay for it, then it's like I'm. . . be---be---" "Beholden to me?" Gansey suggested pleasantly. "Don't put words into my mouth. " "It was your word. " "You assumed it was my word. You can't just go around assuming. " "But that is what you meant, isn't it?" She scowled. "I'm done with this conversation.
We are human behind and this part of our human nature that we don't learn the importance of anything until it's snatched from our hands. In Pakistan, when we were stopped from going to school, and that time I realized that education is very important, and education is the power for women. And that's why the terrorists are afraid of education. They do not want women to get education because then women will become more powerful.
He snatched out his hand desperately as if to snatch only a wisp of air, to save a fragment of the spot that she had made lovely for him. But it was all going by too fast now for his burred eyes and he knew that he had lost that part of it, the freshest and the best, forever.
Some days the mere fact of seeing feels like perfect happiness. . . You feel so rich you long to share your jubilation with others. The memory of such moments is my most precious possession. Maybe because there've been so few of them. A hundredth of a second here, a hundredth of a second there-- even if you put them end to end they still only add up to one, two, perhaps three seconds snatched from eternity.
My uncle was 16, in junior high, and he heard me singing and snatched me off the stage. I thought he was happy and was going to pat me on the head and say I was good. But he took me home and told my grandmother this youngin' was at school singing the blues.
Life - give me life until the end, That at the very top of being, The battle-spirit shouting in my blood, Out of the reddest hell of the fight I may be snatched and flung Into the everlasting lull, The immortal, incommunicable dream.
The bud, though plucked, would not be withered, only transplanted to a fitter soil to ripen and blow beneath a brighter sun; and though I might not cherish and watch my child's unfolding intellect, he would be snatched away from all the suffering and sins of earth; and my understanding tells me this would be no great evil; but my heart shrinks from the contemplation of such a possibility, and whispers I could not bear to see him die.
Take the goods the gods provide, and don't stand and sulk when they are snatched away.
A child may have to be snatched with roughness away from a fire so that he shall not be burnt.
I do see a lot of my kids, but sometimes I feel as though we have snatched moments. I turn up half way through something, or I only see her at bedtime. I'd like there to be more.
The true sweetness of chess, if it can ever be called sweet, is to see a victory snatched, by some happy impertinence, out of the shadows of apparently irrevocable disaster.
I was very fierce and very driven at eighteen. But my basic philosophy I think has stayed the same, I'm still an atheist, I still believe strongly in the power of free will (despite the mysticism in my prose). I don't believe in the notion of a pre-ordained destiny, and I think because of the sudden death of my father at sixteen I learnt then that it is essential to live life to the fullest as it could be snatched away at any second.
She was snatched back from a dream of far countries, and found herself on Main Street.
A hundredth of a second here, a hundredth of a second there-even if you put them end to end, they still only add up to one, two, perhaps three seconds, snatched from eternity.
The days of foot-in-the-door harassment and snatched photos are gone.
