M Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with M. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“My charge to you and to anyone else who desire greatness is that you should not trivialize time.”
Source: How To Become Great Through Time Conversion: Are you wasting time, spending time or investing time?
“My charitable donations go to educational efforts, such as Teach for America, Vanderbilt University, Berkshire School.”
“My charity is in the business of helping firefighters in any way that we can. For instance, after 9/11 we were the second-fastest charity to raise and distribute money to the widows and surviving family members of the 343 firefighters who died that day.”
“My charity is outrage, life my shame; And in that shame still live my sorrow's rage!”
Source: William Shakespeare: The Complete Works
“My charter is to examine my egoistical self and alter my being by placing on paper whatever rests inside of me. I seek to develop a cohesive philosophy for living – and for dying – that is spiritually nourishing by dichotomizing the events in life that formed me. I aspire to discover an authentic core that will guide me through a physical world where human thoughts and deeds deepen our lives. Just as a flower must bud, every person feels in his or her marrow the need to express what it means to be human. Unlike a flower, which we perceive as a singular iridescent unit of material reality, we tend to perceive oneself as containing interlacement of multitudes, an array of interlaced voices.”
Source: Dead Toad Scrolls
“My chastity's the jewel of our house, bequeathed down from many ancestors.”
“My chauffer once told me that I would feel better in the morning, but when I woke up the two of us were still on a tiny island surrounded by man-eating crocodiles, and, as I'm sure you can understand, I didn't feel any better about it.”
“My cheek stung and throbbed. I remained on the floor of the cave. Belen stood between me and Kerrick. "...temper in check. She's a sweet girl," Belen said. "She's a healer, Belen. And no longer a girl. Healing Ryne is all I care about. All you should care about, as well. You know-" "Yes, I know what's at stake." Belen spat the words. "But if you raise your hand to her again, I'll rip your arm from its socket.”
Source: Touch of Power
“My cheeks are red hot,
my lip still trembles,
because I sent my heart
to speak; every word of it
delusional and awkward,
an exuberance, an abrupt sound.
That's how I spoke, oh, it still
shows on my hot cheeks
I'm now carrying home.
I look down at the snow
and walk past many houses,
past many hedges, many trees,
the snow adorns hedge, tree and house.
I walk on, staring down
at the snow, on my cheeks
nothing but red-hot memory
reminding me of my wild talk.”
Source: Oppressive Light: Selected Poems by Robert Walser
“My cheeks explode when I smile. Thats why I have to look so nonplussed.”
“My cheeks tingled in anticipation of the soft wool scraping gently against my skin, a primal urge to absorb his scent and feel the comforting texture against my face. (Story: Love Me, Daddy)”
“My Chemical Romance is done. But it can never die.”
“My Chemical Romance is done. But it can never die. It is alive in me, in the guys, and it is alive inside all of you. I always knew that, and I think you did too. Because it is not a band- it is an idea.”
“my cherry lip gloss stain on your cheek… and how you gripped to keep the car door closed as if you were afraid opening it would mean everything we felt in that moment would fall out never again to be contained”
“My chess rivals were taking lessons, competing at every weekend tournament, while I was on a boat crashing through big waves. But I would come back with new ideas and a full tank of energy and determination. The ocean has always healed me…”
Source: The Art of Learning: A Journey in the Pursuit of Excellence
“My chest ached, my body speaking a language my head didn't quite understand. I waited. But Grace, the only person in the world I wanted to know me, just ran a wanting finger over the cover of one of the new hardcovers and walked out of the store without ever realising I was there, right within reach.”
Source: Shiver Series (Shiver, Linger, Forever, Sinner)
“My chest aches for air as I go as fast as I can, trying my best to ignore the pain in my feet.”
“My chest bumps like a dryer with shoes in it.”
“My chest clenched as I looked down at the oil-stained asphalt. Here but not. Existing but not living. I knew that feeling. Lived it for several years. Some days it felt like I was still wearing that feeling like a heavy jacket buttoned up too tightly.”
Source: The Problem with Forever
“My chest drummed, and at the top of a sweetgrass hill speckled with orange-gold California poppies, I danced like a little kid, adrenaline rushing. A sense of great possibility charmed me. A wicked white jolt, wonderful and wrong.”
Source: Your Blue Is Not My Blue: A Missing Person Memoir
“My chest expanded and I suddenly wanted to beat on it with my fist. The girl was making me go all caveman." -Marcus Hardy”
“My chest feels full of glitter and helium, the way it used to when I was little and riding my father's shoulders at twilight, when I knew that if I held up my hands and spread my fingers like a net, I could catch the coming stars.”
Source: My Sister's Keeper - Movie Tie-In: A Novel
“My chest got this weird feeling, like when you stare into the eyes of a little baby and the baby looks back up at you and you can feel how pure and innocent it is, so much that it makes your stomach feel empty - probably 'cause you realize you used to be pure like that, too, and now you're not.”
“My chest heaves up and down as I spit the words out when I feel my pointer finger jab against something very hot and solid. And that's when I realize I'm poking Max's chest with my finger. God, wow... that's... that's some firm bare flesh right there.
I remember just how exquisite his skin felt under my touch the one time we made out. But touching him like this, when our emotions are running high and his skin is hot and wet, it's a completely different sensory experience.
A second later I remember that I'm only wearing a sports bra. My cleavage and my stomach are on full display, mere inches from Max's body.
And that's when I notice that glazed-over look in his eyes... and where exactly he's looking.
It's not at my face. It's at my chest. My boobs specifically.
I step back and cross my arms over my torso. My cheeks heat and I start to turn away instinctively. And then I see Max's hands fly to the waistband of his jeans. His fingers fumble and for a moment, I wonder what the hell he's so panicked about.
But then I see it. The bulge at the front of his jeans.
Max is turned on at the sight of me, sweaty and in a sports bra.
A whole new feeling consumes me. It feels a lot like satisfaction. Maybe a tad smug too.
I can't help it. Max Boyson is turned on by me again, but this time I barely even touched him.”
Source: The Boy With the Bookstore
“my chest hurts nearly every day now. people laugh and tell me i have heartburn. some tell me i'm heartbroken or depressed but i've been both and this is neither. yep, this time i think i'm going to bite the big one, keel over, croak and all of that any day now, any hour, any minute, any second, anytime.”
Source: Binge
“My chest hurts...It hurts. The sound of his name is like a knife in my heart.”
“My chest of books divide amongst my friends.”
“My chest, Stella’s hip, Jamie’s left ass cheek.”
Source: The Retribution of Mara Dyer
“My chest tightens: seeing him so upset breaks my own heart. 'Don't you ever wish you could make that bit go away?" I say, feeling angry at the past. 'That you could erase those painful memories, forget they every happened, just remember the happy times you had together?' 'You must never say that,' he reprimands sternly. 'But why not?' I look at him in surprise. 'Because it's the bad memories that makes you appreciate the good ones. Don't ever wish them away. it's like your nan always used to say, "You need both the sun and the rain to make a rainbow".”
“My Chevrolet shines like a marble floor. Baby keep it raw, have you modeled before?”
“My Chicken can do a special trick! "And what is that?" She can lay an egg! "And what's so special about THAT?!" Well, Can YOU lay an egg?”
“My chief 'success philosophy' is, 'Give people every opportunity to say "Yes" to you'.”
“My chief aim was to combat the view that there can be no true morality without supernatural sanctions. So I argued at length that the social, or altruistic, impulses are the real source of morality, and that an ethic based on these impulses has far more claim on our allegiance than an ethic based on obedience to the commands of a God who created tapeworms and cancer-cells.”
“My chief concern is to make clear the Truth which I have attained, to give an understanding of the Truth, which is the Truth for all. And hence, if there is understanding rather than blind following, people will not create a religion.”
“My chief concern is to try to be an humble, earnest Christian.”
“My chief consolation in this year of living dyingly has been the presence of friends.”
Source: Mortality
“My chief desire in all my writings, is to exalt the Lord Jesus Christ and make Him beautiful and glorious in the eyes of people; and to promote the increase of repentance, faith, and holiness upon earth.”
Source: Bible Commentary - The Gospel of Luke
“My chief gifts are - naturally good at all sports with a raw talent for pretty much everything, which if nurtured could develop into improper talent.”
“My chief goal is to know God.”
“My chief job is to constantly stir or rekindle the curiosity of people that gets driven out by bureaucracy and formal schooling systems.”
“My chief joy is to photograph the great in heart, in mind, and in spirit, whether they be famous or humble.”
Source: Yousuf Karsh
“My chief occupation, despite appearances, has always been love.”
Source: Notebooks, 1942-1951
“My chief passion in those years was for the Border countryside, and my object in all my prentice writings was to reproduce its delicate charm, to catch the aroma of its gracious landscape and turbulent history and the idiom of its people. When I was absent from it, I was homesick, my memory was full of it, my happiest days were associated with it, and some effluence from its ageless hills and waters laid a spell upon me which has never been broken. I found in its people what I most admired in human nature – realism coloured by poetry, a stalwart independence sweetened by courtesy, a shrewd kindly wisdom. I asked for nothing better than to spend my life by the Tweed.”
Source: Memory Hold-the-Door: The Autobiography of John Buchan
“My chief reason for choosing Christianity was because the mysteries were incomprehensible. What's the point of revelation if we could figure it out ourselves? If it were wholly comprehensible, then it would just be another philosophy.”
“My chief sin is doubt. I doubt everything and am in doubt nearly all the time.'
'Doubt is natural to human weakness,' repeated the priest.”
Source: ANNA KARENINA
“My chief study all my life has been to lighten misfortunes and multiply pleasures, as far as human nature can.”
Source: The Letters of Lady Mary Wortley Montagu
“My chief time for reading is at night while brushing my hair before I go to bed, and as you may suppose, but little profit and pleasure can be derived from such mere sips at the well of knowledge. 'Tis a great privation to me, for my desire for information increases instead of diminishing, and I look forward with great anxiety to the time when I can improve my poor neglected mind and learn some of the few exhaustless store of things which I wish to know.”
Source: Fanny, the American Kemble: her journals and unpublished letters
“My chief virtue (or if you like, defect) has been a tireless lifelong search for an original, individual musical idiom. I detest imitation, I detest hackneyed devices.”
“My child, deep-thundering Zeus controls the end
of all that is, disposing as he wills.
We who are mortals have no mind; we live like cattle,
day to day, knowing nothing of god's plans
to end each one of us. Yet we are fed
by hope and faith to dream impossible plans.
Some wait for a day to come, others watch
the turning of years. No one among the mortals
feels so broken as not to hope in coming time
to fly home rich to splendid goods and lands.
Yet before he makes his goal, odious old age
lays hold of him first. Appalling disease
consumes another. Some are killed in war
where death carries them under the dark earth.
Some drown and die under the myriad waves
when a hurricane slams across the blue salt water
cracking their cargo ship. Others rope a noose
around their wretched necks and choose to die,
abandoning the sun of day. A thousand black spirits
waylay man with unending grief and suffering.
If you listen to my counsel, you won't want
the good things of life; not batter your heart
by torturing your skull with cold remorse.”
“My child has done nothing wrong apart from being born to a mother like me”