Deep Right Person Wrong Time Quotes Novels & Stories

I just never knew that the joke was on me. I should have known, a mother knows her child the best, she was right all alone ............................................ #Day 10 People say don't waste your time on someone who is not worth you, guess what? I know it all, I have heard it all, but it seems my nightmares doesn't care about what people say. .......................................... # Day 11 I wish, I haven't ever seen you. I wish, I haven't been selected as your PA, that day. I wish, I haven't married you.

I turned my eyes on the screen in front of me to type some more words. ---Judging people just by mere picture of themselves will end up into meager evidence. It is not possible to know a person overtime, actually it takes a lifetime. As Marcus Fabius Quintillian quoted, “We must form our minds by reading deep rather than wide.” Because there is a probability that a person shed tears when he frowns, he hid guilt when he smiles and he kept pain when he laughs. Or the painful irony may happen. It is possible that a person may hid victorious laugh on your misery, he may enjoy watching your broken estate as you’re trying your hardest to put every piece of the puzzle of yourself to make it whole a

66 He said, "The only real reason you can't is because you were in the wrong place to begin with. This is where you belong. Where you once lived. Time is not only the answer to getting your answers, sometimes you just need to go back to the past... go back to where you truly belong." I sighed, acknowledging the truth in his words. "You're right. If I want to remember, then this place is the perfect setting to harness my memories." The decision to confront the past, to explore this familiar yet mysterious place, lingered in the air like a quiet resolution.

I’m not the bad guy many make me out to be. Where did it go wrong? It went wrong when I started to care for people. It went wrong because I think with my heart and not with my brains, and I would do it all over again. My advice is to live your life as if it’s your last because you don’t know what will happen in the future. I don’t want to sound like a creep, but I would like to get a better image of you so I can picture you more clearly. (Once again, I don’t want to sound like a creep.) Marvin. —

We both laid on the bed in each other arms cuddling and kissing, we couldn't just have enough of each other that night, something had been stirred that night an unquenchable fire filled with love. " What is your greatest mistake?" I asked trailing my finger down his chest stopping at his abdomen, I knew he wanted me to go lower but where is the thrill in that. " Wasting my time on girls that weren't worth it, when the real deal was sitting right across my office" I burst out in laughter "How high are you?" "Not as high as you are right now, I am almost sober" he muttered, placing a kiss on my forehead. "I mean it, Liza"

He blinked forcefully, placing a hand on his both hands on his head. "Fuck," he cursed, reaching for the clock on his bedside table. 10:12 AM. The correct time wiped out any hope of a reconciliation. He had missed it. He had missed the date. A deep chill ran down his spine.

“Wait! Just give me five more minutes. I promise you’ll get your money.” “We already gave you an hour, and you failed to deliver. There’s nothing else to discuss. Time is money, you see. And right now, you’re wasting my time.” He gestures to his men and they start moving forward again. “No. Wait. Let me make another call. I’m sure the money is on its way.” “Nope!” he exclaims. “I’m a man of my word. The deal was, an hour, and you didn’t deliver. End of story. I don’t like wasting time, and I don’t appreciate being made a fool of.”

I needed to be careful in my opinion, especially since intimacy was deceitful, someone might think two people had a relationship, though they didn't. My heart throbbed faster while walking towards them. I didn't want to kill people like them because they weren't doing anything wrong. However, it crossed my mind not to care about them, for mistakes were only in someone's mind, and without thinking, he could not define a mistake. Nothing was ever completely wrong, because even a stopped clock was right twice a day.

Life IS a roller coaster. It takes us up and down. It made you happy sometimes, and left you asking questions like ‘why me?’ most of the times. But that is just life; it is unpredictable, unreliable, and greatly unfair. 24 hours. A day. Many things can happen within 24 hours. Time goes on; it does not stop or continue just as we wish. Sometimes we wish we could go back in time and prevent something from happening, but who are we to do that? Someone once said, ‘time is free, but it is priceless. You cannot own it, but you can spend it. Once you have lost it, you can never get it back.’ Neither of us can stop time, but we can use it to make up for our mistakes and heal our wounds.

The warehouse was too quiet after. Derina leaned against the pillar, skirt still rucked up indecently, chest heaving as she tried to drag air back into her lungs. Cavin paced a few feet away, running a hand through his dark hair, the other dragging over his mouth as though he could erase what just happened. “This was a mistake,” he muttered, voice rough. She laughed, breathless and sharp. “That’s one way to describe the best sex of my life.”