Novel & Cerita Quotes About Life Is A Game

He continued with the words of the game narrators, "This game is like that. Until the final moment, no one knows who will win. So, it's crucial not to start celebrating halfway through the match. Otherwise, losing the match would be even more embarrassing." Having been through various competitions, he had witnessed miraculous comebacks in different matches. It wasn't necessarily a deep understanding of the players, but his perspective on the gaming scene. Of course, this principle applied not only to this particular game but to others as well. After all, until the final moment, who could be certain of the winner? This principle extended beyond gaming and into many aspects of life. A single m

“This isn’t how I planned my life.” How it would affect my life was flooding my head. I couldn't cope, i held my head for it not to fall “Life is what happens when you make other plans,” Lou quoted. I frowned. “I don’t remember who said that, but it’s absolutely true.” She gave me a long, smiling look. “You’ll make a wonderful mother.”

“Don’t say things like that.” “The one time you needed me I was too proud to help you. My pride almost killed you on more than one occasion.” His face was expressionless, but I could tell he was getting angry when his grip on the steering wheel tightened and his knuckles turned white. “The paradox called life. You are never really alive until you have a couple of close calls with death.” “Lee, don’t make jokes like that, especially about your life.” Ash sounded angry. I smiled happy that my whack sense of humor still annoyed him.

She understood the chess board of high society just as well as I did, but she played with pieces made of glass and razor blades. "We need a proxy inside the room," I said, my mind racing as the plan began to form. "I cannot show up in a suit with a bullet wound through my triceps. It proves their point that I am incapacitated." "You do not need to be there physically," Aria said, sliding her hand down my chest to rest over my heart. "I will go." I froze. My hand shot out, gripping her wrist with enough force to bruise. "Absolutely not," I snarled, my dark eyes flashing with a violent, protective rage. "Victoria knows you are alive. The moment you step into the Thorne headquarters, her men wi

Blake abruptly grabbed my hand. "You're not going to die! I've already contacted the best doctors. We'll go to them—there has to be a way…" "Blake, it's pointless." I gently pulled my hand back. "This is my punishment for failing the romance strategy game. Neither of us can change the rules of the game." He froze. "Romance strategy game? What are you—" I smiled. "You don't need to know. You just need to know that for me, these past six years were only a dream. And now… it's time to wake up."

“Well, whatever you are doing is really entertaining and I'll love to see how it ends.” Louis then added. “Just remember,” he said quietly, “games have consequences.” “You guys are boring and it's annoying,” I said trying to lighten up the mood but they were serious and it was getting really annoying.

“I’ll put on such a show that you’ll be the one questioning what’s real.” “Well let the games begin”

Next time you win again. Amen. Do not quit the game. A sport is life. You have to win. You have the universe to surprise by your victory. You are the joy. You are the gain. Each nation should value its youth again. You climb series. Not alcohol is for you. You cannot die. You cannot quit again on the floor of life. We will need you. For a nation, if it depends more than on leaders, if on any, it's me. It's you. It's youths again. It's youths again.

Turns out — plenty. Now I trade syringes for shot glasses. Cheers to character development. Fuck him. Fuck lust, decency, and my stupid-ass professionalism. A man two stools down snorts. “Hey, lady, maybe drink quieter, huh? Some of us are trying to enjoy the game.” I swivel, squinting at him through blurry eyes. “Oh, I’m sorry — does my career implosion interrupt your sports commentary?” He blinks. “What?” “If you can yell at a TV, I can yell at my life choices. It’s called equality.” I hiccup on the last word.

Derren said. “Derren, it's just a chess game,” Maria said. Derren giggled a bit, then pulled Maria up on her feet. He turned her around to face him and said with a smile, placing his palm on her cheek, “I'm not talking about the chess game, silly. I'm talking about the game of life. You're my one true supporter; losing you would break me completely." “Don't you dare pull that flirting card on me,” Maria said with a smirk, placing her palms on Derren's chest.