Hilton Head Quotes

And since when does Hell have royalty? I thought they were all bureaucrats.” “Oh, sweetie,” he says, patronizing. “That’s cute.” “What’s cute?” “That you think celebrity children of powerful people aren’t royalty.” “Are you accusing me of being a Hilton?” I sputter. “Or a, a–” my head might explode, “Kardashian?” “The Hellish equivalent.

Gerard shook his head. “I think you’re taking your darkest moments and making them the center.

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We had a second date that night, then a third, and then a fourth. And after each date, my new romance novel protagonist called me, just to seal the date with a sweet word. For date five, he invited me to his house on the ranch. We were clearly on some kind of a roll, and now he wanted me to see where he lived. I was in no position to say no. Since I knew his ranch was somewhat remote and likely didn’t have many restaurants nearby, I offered to bring groceries and cook him dinner. I agonized for hours over what I could possibly cook for this strapping new man in my life; clearly, no mediocre cuisine would do. I reviewed all the dishes in my sophisticated, city-girl arsenal, many of which I’d picked up during my years in Los Angeles. I finally settled on a non-vegetarian winner: Linguine with Clam Sauce--a favorite from our family vacations in Hilton Head. I made the delicious, aromatic masterpiece of butter, garlic, clams, lemon, wine, and cream in Marlboro Man’s kitchen in the country, which was lined with old pine cabinetry. And as I stood there, sipping some of the leftover white wine and admiring the fruits of my culinary labor, I was utterly confident it would be a hit. I had no idea who I was dealing with. I had no idea that this fourth-generation cattle rancher doesn’t eat minced-up little clams, let alone minced-up little clams bathed in wine and cream and tossed with long, unwieldy noodles that are difficult to negotiate. Still, he ate it. And lucky for him, his phone rang when he was more than halfway through our meal together. He’d been expecting an important call, he said, and excused himself for a good ten minutes. I didn’t want him to go away hungry--big, strong rancher and all--so when I sensed he was close to getting off the phone, I took his plate to the stove and heaped another steaming pile of fishy noodles onto his plate. And when Marlboro Man returned to the table he smiled politely, sat down, and polished off over half of his second helping before finally pushing away from the table and announcing, “Boy, am I stuffed!” I didn’t realize at the time just how romantic a gesture that had been.

The last summer of his life he sat hours together on the old chintz-covered swing-bed in front of the willow tree, chain-smoking Woodbines and watching the shadows flood the lawn until they swallowed him and only the tip of his ciggarette still showed, a faint red pulse. How she had longed to bring him in, to rescue him as he had rescued his sergeant. Her mother wasn't up to it, sitting all day in the kitchen listening to Alma Cogan and Ronnie Hilton on the wireless, biting her nails until they bled. So, it was she who had gone, crossing the lawn at dusk to stand in front of him, waiting for the right words to come into her head, for a dove that would bring her the gift of speech. But nothing came, and he had gazed at her through the smoke of his ciggarette as though from the far side of a pane of glass. He felt sorry for her perhaps, knowing why she had come out, knowing the impossibility of it. But instead of saying, sit down beside me Alice, sit down, daughter, and we will try to understand together the unbearable truth that love is not always enough, that people cannot always be brought back in, he had said, very conservatively, as though in reference to a discussion he had been having with her in his head for weeks, 'They used flame-throwers, you know'. And she had nodded, yes, Daddy, and left him, and gone to her room, and pushed her face into the pillow and bawled. Because she should have done it, should have, and she had failed.

Just because you fail once, doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don't, then who will, my friend So, keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about.

I particularly enjoy the great synchronized skeins of pelicans that fly above the waves in summer. How, being animals, they know how to write the letter V just so in the sky is anyone’s guess.

Surf too low and there’s nowhere to go but down. Surf too high and you risk being thrown to the sky. The true path is straight and narrow down the eye of the barrel.

A Morning of Being Grateful Dear Father God, I thank you for waking me up today, another day of life. You have given me another sunrise to enjoy. Thank you, Lord God, for the wonderful sounds of nature and the cool breeze brushing through the trees making the birds sing beautiful melodies. You are a great Father, Lord, always full of grace and mercy. I praise you, Father, for allowing me to live another beautiful day in Your Kingdom. Thank you for the gifts of family and friends. Holding them in my heart is one of the most precious things I can never get tired of. Bless everyone, Father, for they deserve all the goodness you have given to me. If I may do something wrong today, please forgive me. I also thank you for always being the reason in my head when it comes to decision-making.

Actual drug busts weren’t unheard of on Hilton Head, either. The year before, on February 5, 1980, a DC-3 airplane belonging to Island Aviation Service and loaded with five thousand pounds of marijuana landed in a pasture in Metter, Georgia—seventy-five miles west of Savannah. After a Georgia resident called to say a plane had crashed nearby, police converged on the plane, arresting two men in pickup trucks and seizing marijuana. Immediately suspicion

Stand Tall, Walk Free” October 11, 2024 at 10:35 AM Verse 1: In a small town where the shadows grow, There’s a girl with a heart of gold, She learned early on, life’s a winding road, But she won’t let her story go untold. Chorus: Stand up for yourself, don’t let 'em bring you down, Never give anyone permission to push you around, You’re stronger than you know, let your spirit shine through, Stand up for yourself, and the world will stand with you. Verse 2: He was a cowboy with a heavy hand, Tried to break her spirit, tried to make demands, With every bruise, she found her strength, She knew her worth, and she walked away at length. Chorus: Stand up for yourself, don’t let 'em bring you down, Never give anyone permission to push you around, You’re stronger than you know, let your spirit shine through, Stand up for yourself, and the world will stand with you. Bridge: In the face of darkness, be your own light, Hold your head high, and fight the good fight, Love yourself enough to walk away, From anyone who tries to make you stay. Chorus: Stand up for yourself, don’t let 'em bring you down, Never give anyone permission to push you around, You’re stronger than you know, let your spirit shine through, Stand up for yourself, and the world will stand with you. Outro: So here’s to the ones who find their voice, In a world that tries to drown out the noise, Stand up for yourself, let your heart be true, And remember, the world will stand with you.

I was an I, an opera of feeling with a very small audience, a writer of articles about culture but with no real voice, living in a tiny one-bedroom apartment in the Crown Heights section of Brooklyn, a dream of love growing ever more expansive because it was impossible, especially in the gay bars I sometimes frequented in Manhattan, where AIDS loved everyone up the wrong way, or in a way some people weren’t surprised by, particularly by those gay men who were too indifferent to be sad — in any case night sweats were a part of the conversation people weren’t having in those bars, in any case, taking your closest friend in because he was shunned by his family was part of the conversation people weren’t having, still, there was this to contend with: that friend’s shirt collars getting bigger, still, there was this to contend with: his coughing and wheezing in the little room off your bedroom in Brooklyn because TB was catching, your friends didn’t want you to catch it, loving a man was catching, your friends didn’t want you to get it; his skin was thin as onionskin, there was a lesion, he couldn’t control his shit, not to mention the grief in his eyes, you didn’t want to catch that; those blue eyes filled with why? Causing one’s sphincter to contract, your heart to look away, a child’s question you couldn’t answer, what happened to our plans, why was the future happening so fast? You didn’t want to catch that, nor the bitterness of the sufferer’s family after death, nor the friends competing for a bigger slice of the death pie after the sufferer’s death, you certainly didn’t want to catch what it left: night sweats, but in your head, and all day, the running to a pay phone to share a joke, but that number’s disconnected, your body forgets, or rushes toward the love you remember, but it’s too late, he’s closer to the earth now than you are, and you certainly don’t want to catch any of that.

There would’ve been no Leonie. No pregnancy. No flight to Hilton Head. Parker would be alive.

**Verse 1:** Out on the range, where the wildflowers bloom, I saddle up as the day breaks through. The stirrup creaks, and the bridle shakes, As I ride my steed by the crystal lakes. **Chorus:** Riding high, riding free, Like a cowboy in an old movie. With every trot, I find my course, There's no better friend than my trusty horse. **Verse 2:** We gallop along, just my horse and me, Through golden fields, as far as the eye can see. The wind's in my hair, the sun's on my face, Together we're running, setting the pace. **Chorus:** Riding high, riding free, Like a drifter with no place to be. With every canter, I feel the force, Of the powerful heart of my gallant horse. **Bridge:** Under the big sky, we chase the sun, Two hearts beating, we move as one. The world's a blur, we're in our prime, In this moment, we lose all track of time. **Chorus:** Riding high, riding free, Like an eagle soaring over the sea. With every gallop, life takes its course, There's no better feeling than riding horses. **Outro:** So let's ride on until the day is done, Under the fading light of the setting sun. We'll head on home, but of course, Tomorrow we'll ride again, me and my horse.

I saw you lookin' over, with that sunshine smile Your eyes were sayin' somethin', you've been here for a while In this honky-tonk light, I can see it clear You're lookin' for some country, and luckily, I'm here I know you want me, it's easy to see In the way you're swayin' to this guitar's melody I know you need me, like a song needs a tune So come a little closer, we'll light up this room We're two-steppin' closer, with every beat The rhythm's got us movin', from our heads to our feet There's magic in the music, and sparks in the air With every little glance, I catch, I know we're quite the pair So let's raise our glasses, to nights like these Where the music's our language, and you're all I wanna read We'll dance 'til the morning, under the moon's soft gleam 'Cause I know you want me, and you're my country dream I know you want me, it's plain as day In the way you're smilin', every time I look your way I know you need me, like a lyric needs a rhyme So let's make this evening, a hit for all time

Sunshine Smile”. I saw you lookin' over, with that sunshine smile Your eyes were sayin' somethin', you've been here for a while In this honky-tonk light, I can see it clear You're lookin' for some country, and luckily, I'm here I know you want me, it's easy to see In the way you're swayin' to this guitar's melody I know you need me, like a song needs a tune So come a little closer, we'll light up this room We're two-steppin' closer, with every beat The rhythm's got us movin', from our heads to our feet There's magic in the music, and sparks in the air With every little glance, I catch, I know we're quite the pair So let's raise our glasses, to nights like these Where the music's our language, and you're all I wanna read We'll dance 'til the morning, under the moon's soft gleam 'Cause I know you want me, and you're my country dream I know you want me, it's plain as day In the way you're smilin', every time I look your way I know you need me, like a lyric needs a rhyme So let's make this evening, a hit for all time

True to Me” Out on the edge of the great unknown, Where the wild winds of freedom have blown, There's a voice that whispers deep inside, "Don't be afraid to take that ride." Be yourself, let your heart be your guide, Stand tall, with nothing to hide. You've got to be sure, in your own skin, Don't worry 'bout the outside, it's the inside that wins. In the mirror, see your true reflection, Not just a shadow of others' perceptions. Wear your colors, bold and bright, Be a beacon in the dark of night. 'Cause the world will talk, and the world will spin, But the only voice that matters is the one within. So hold your head high, and let them see, What it means to live, truly free. (Chorus) Be yourself, let your heart be your guide, Stand tall, with nothing to hide. You've got to be sure, in your own skin, Don't worry 'bout the outside, it's the inside that wins. So don't be afraid, to be who you are, Shine like the sun, be your own star. For in the end, when all is done, It's your life to live, you're the only one.

True to Me” Out on the edge of the great unknown, Where the wild winds of freedom have blown, There's a voice that whispers deep inside, "Don't be afraid to take that ride." Be yourself, let your heart be your guide, Stand tall, with nothing to hide. You've got to be sure, in your own skin, Don't worry 'bout the outside, it's the inside that wins. In the mirror, see your true reflection, Not just a shadow of others' perceptions. Wear your colors, bold and bright, Be a beacon in the dark of night. 'Cause the world will talk, and the world will spin, But the only voice that matters is the one within. So hold your head high, and let them see, What it means to live, truly free. Be yourself, let your heart be your guide, Stand tall, with nothing to hide. You've got to be sure, in your own skin, Don't worry 'bout the outside, it's the inside that wins. So don't be afraid, to be who you are, Shine like the sun, be your own star. For in the end, when all is done, It's your life to live, you're the only one.

Out in the west, where the rivers run wide, Grady Hale rode with his head held high. With Bess by his side, through the dust and the gales, He lived by the code of the old cowboy tales. (Chorus) Oh, ride on, Grady, ride into the sun, Your story's not over, it's only begun. With each step that Bess takes, your legend will grow, Ride on, Grady Hale, through the high and the low. (Verse 2) He stood for the right, when the wrong came to call, A hero to many, a friend to them all. With a heart made of gold and a will made of steel, He fought for a world where the broken could heal. (Chorus) Oh, ride on, Grady, ride into the sun, Your story's not over, it's only begun. With each step that Bess takes, your legend will grow, Ride on, Grady Hale, through the high and the low. (Bridge) In the town where the shadows had taken their claim, Grady's courage shone through, like a bright, burning flame. And though he fell to a bullet, his spirit stayed strong, In the whispers of wind, you can still hear his song. (Verse 3) Now Emma looks out, where the meadows meet skies, And she feels her love's presence, no need for goodbyes. For the cowboy she loved is still riding so free, In the stories we tell, in the memories we see. (Chorus) Oh, ride on, Grady, ride into the sun, Your story's not over, it's only begun. With each step that Bess takes, your legend will grow, Ride on, Grady Hale, through the high and the low. (Outro) So here's to the cowboy, who rode past the end, With the love of a woman, the trust of a friend. May his tale be a beacon, for all those who roam, Ride on, Grady Hale, forever you're home.

**Verse 1:** In the neon glow, where the cowboys roam You've got that look, makes me feel at home With a rockin' riff, and a rebel cheer We're the talk of the town, when we're both in gear **Chorus:** I know you want me, it's a wild, clear sign With the drums a-thumpin' to this heart of mine I know you need me, like the desert needs the rain So let's crank it up, let our spirits soar again **Verse 2:** We're two-steppin' closer, with every beat The rhythm's got us movin', from our heads to our feet There's magic in the music, and sparks in the air With every little glance, I catch, I know we're quite the pair **Bridge:** Let's hit the highway, under the stars so bright With the amps turned up, in the heat of the night We'll ride this song, like a steel horse dream 'Cause I know you want me, we're the perfect team **Chorus:** I know you want me, it's a wild, clear sign With the drums a-thumpin' to this heart of mine I know you need me, like the desert needs the rain So let's crank it up, let our spirits soar again **Outro:** So let's raise our glasses, to nights like these Where the music's our language, and you're all I wanna read We'll dance 'til the morning, under the moon's soft gleam 'Cause I know you want me, and you're my country dream

Go Chiefs, Go!” September 5, 2024 at 1:54 PM (Verse 1) Every Sunday afternoon, it’s the same old scene, She’s in the kitchen, saying she don’t like the game. But when the Chiefs hit the field, she’s rooting for the other team, I just shake my head and smile, it’s always the same. (Chorus) Go Chiefs, go! Three-peat to the Super Bowl, She can cheer for whoever, but my heart’s painted red and gold. Go Chiefs, go! We’re on a winning roll, No matter what she says, I’m shouting loud and bold. (Verse 2) She’s got her reasons, says it’s just a game of men, But I see that twinkle in her eye when the touchdowns begin. She’s pretending not to care, but I know she’s having fun, Even if she’s cheering for the other side, I know I’ve won. (Chorus) Go Chiefs, go! Three-peat to the Super Bowl, She can cheer for whoever, but my heart’s painted red and gold. Go Chiefs, go! We’re on a winning roll, No matter what she says, I’m shouting loud and bold. (Bridge) Maybe one day she’ll wear that red and gold, But until then, I’ll keep cheering, never getting old. She’s my number one fan, even if she won’t admit, Together we’ll watch the game, every single bit. (Chorus) Go Chiefs, go! Three-peat to the Super Bowl, She can cheer for whoever, but my heart’s painted red and gold. Go Chiefs, go! We’re on a winning roll, No matter what she says, I’m shouting loud and bold. (Outro) So here’s to the Chiefs, and here’s to my girl, We’ll keep this rivalry going, it’s our little world. Go Chiefs, go! Three-peat to the Super Bowl, With her by my side, it’s the best story ever told.

I am an American" Verse 1: I am an American, free born and free bred, With the stars and stripes flying high above my head. My old man said, “Son, when it’s time to be counted, Be man enough to stand up, don’t you ever doubt it.” Chorus: This country ain’t built by those who hate it, It’s built on the shoulders of those who love it. From the fields of the heartland to the city lights, We stand together, ready to fight. Verse 2: In the land of the brave, where the eagles soar, We work hard every day, always wanting more. With grit and grace, we face the storm, In the land of the free, where dreams are born. Chorus: This country ain’t built by those who hate it, It’s built on the shoulders of those who love it. From the fields of the heartland to the city lights, We stand together, ready to fight. Bridge: When the night is dark and the road is long, We find our strength in a country song. With tears in our eyes and hope in our hearts, We hold on tight, never falling apart. Through the trials and the pain, we rise above, In this land we cherish, this land we love. Chorus: This country ain’t built by those who hate it, It’s built on the shoulders of those who love it. From the fields of the heartland to the city lights, We stand together, ready to fight. Outro: I am an American, free born and free bred, With the stars and stripes flying high above my head. My old man said, “Son, when it’s time to be counted, Be man enough to stand up, don’t you ever doubt it.

Go Chiefs, Go!” September 6, 2024 at 11:19 AM (Verse 1) Every gameday, it’s the same old scene, She’s in the kitchen, saying she don’t like the game. But when the Chiefs hit the field, she’s rooting for the other team, I just shake my head and smile, it’s always the same. (Chorus) Go Chiefs, go! Three-peat to the Super Bowl, She can cheer for whoever, but my heart’s painted red and gold. Go Chiefs, go! We’re on a winning roll, No matter what she says, I’m shouting loud and bold. (Verse 2) She’s got her reasons, says it’s just a stupid game. But I see that twinkle in her eye when the touchdowns begin. She’s pretending not to care, but I know she’s having fun, Even if she’s cheering for the other side, I know I’ve won. (Chorus) Go Chiefs, go! Three-peat to the Super Bowl, She can cheer for whoever, but my heart’s painted red and gold. Go Chiefs, go! We’re on a winning roll, No matter what she says, I’m shouting loud and bold. (Bridge) Maybe one day she’ll wear that red and gold, But until then, I’ll keep cheering, never getting old. She’s my number one fan, even if she won’t admit, Together we’ll watch the game, every single bit. (Chorus) Go Chiefs, go! Three-peat to the Super Bowl, She can cheer for whoever, but my heart’s painted red and gold. Go Chiefs, go! We’re on a winning roll, No matter what she says, I’m shouting loud and bold. (Outro) So here’s to the Chiefs, and here’s to my girl, We’ll keep this rivalry going, it’s our little world. Go Chiefs, go! Three-peat to the Super Bowl, With her by my side, it’s the best story ever told.

This Is My Country; This Is Your Country September 11, 2024 at 10:07 AM Verse 1: In the heartland where the rivers run free, From the mountains to the shining sea, This is my country, this is your country, Where dreams are born and hearts are free. Chorus: Be brave enough to stand for what you believe, Even if you stand alone, don’t you ever leave. If you believe very strongly in something, Stand up and fight, let your voice ring. Verse 2: From the small towns to the city lights, We hold our ground, we fight the good fight. This is my country, this is your country, Where every soul shines so bright. Chorus: Be brave enough to stand for what you believe, Even if you stand alone, don’t you ever leave. If you believe very strongly in something, Stand up and fight, let your voice ring. Bridge: In the face of fear, in the darkest night, Hold your head high, keep your dreams in sight. This is our land, where freedom’s song is sung, Together we stand, forever strong. Chorus: Be brave enough to stand for what you believe, Even if you stand alone, don’t you ever leave. If you believe very strongly in something, Stand up and fight, let your voice ring. Outro: This is my country, this is your country, Hand in hand, we’ll always be. Let’s make America great again, Together we’ll stand, together we’ll save the USA.

Forsaking the Night August 5, 2024 at 9:41 AM [Verse] I see you standing there, a smile that could light up the sky, Your eyes are calling me, but I just pass by. You're so tempting but I got one at home who loves me, So I'll tip my hat and walk away, where I'm supposed to be. [Verse 2] The bar's full of laughter, the band plays a hopeful tune, Yet here I am torn between this moment and my truth. Whiskey whispers secrets that it shouldn't say, But I'll head on home, 'cause it's her name that I pray. [Chorus] I chose her love, every single night and day, Though your eyes glimmer, it's a game I won't play. I got someone waiting, she's my heart, my light, So I'll walk away from you, forsaking the night. [Verse 3] The nights are always long when my mind starts to wander, Thinking about the road not taken, makes my heart grow fonder. But love ain't a gamble, it's a promise that I made, I'll stay true to her, no matter how we're swayed. [Bridge] It's a battle inside, but my heart never lies, I find my faith in her, under these country skies. This world keeps spinning, but my love stays firm, I'd rather be in her arms than in any other woman's charm. [Chorus] I chose her love, every single night and day, Though your eyes glimmer, it's a game I won't play. I got someone waiting, she's my heart, my light, So I'll walk away from you, forsaking the night.

Perfectly Imperfect country melodic acoustic August 2, 2024 at 11:34 AM [Verse] I'm not perfect, I stumble and fall, Sometimes I say things that don't make sense at all. Laughing when I shouldn't, a little wild and free, This is who I am, it's just me being me. [Verse 2] Might seem crazy, might seem strange, But I promise you, I probably won't change. Small-town roots run deep in my mind, Love it or leave it, the choice is yours to find. [Chorus] Love me or leave me, take me as I am, With all my flaws, I'm still giving all I can. If I love you, it's with a heart that's true, Full of passion, through and through. [Verse 3] On those backroads, under the moon's light, Singing songs 'bout the wrongs and rights. Got a heart that's tender, but strong as steel, Feelings so real, that’s how I heal. [Verse 4] When the storms come rolling, and the skies aren't clear, Just hold my hand, and I'll be right here. We can face the thunder, take it head-on, With a love so strong, we'll ride 'til dawn. [Chorus] Love me or leave me, take me as I am, With all my flaws, I'm still giving all I can. If I love you, it's with a heart that's true, Full of passion, through and through.

One Nation Under God rebellious gritty outlaw country [Verse] In the heart of these small-town roads, where the story's old but true, We used to bow our heads in prayer, we’d pledge allegiance too. Now the lights are flickering, the signs all point to fall, Where’d that spirit go that used to stand so tall? [Verse 2] Factory stands are empty, schools don’t teach no more, Folks drive by the church, like it's something to ignore. We used to hold our ground, with hands together tight, But the unity we had has vanished in the night. [Chorus] This country’s going to hell, can’t you hear the warning bell? What once was one nation under God has disappeared. We the people will soon be no more if we don’t take a stand, It’s time to raise that flag and put God back in this land. [Verse 3] We got preachers out on Main Street, shouting at the skies, But nobody’s listening, too busy with the lies. The family dinners cold now, faith broke at the seams, It’s high time to awake and chase those old dreams. [Verse 4] The fields are overgrown, tractors left to rust, Where’s the honor and the pride, the values that we trust? Cemeteries filled with souls who knew the way it was, We need to reawaken and fix this just because. [Chorus] This country’s going to hell, can’t you hear the warning bell? What once was one nation under God has disappeared. We the people will soon be no more if we don’t take a stand, It’s time to raise that flag and put God back in this land.

One Nation Under God rebellious gritty outlaw country Profile avatar ProgressiveEncoder337 July 27, 2024 at 10:39 AM [Verse] In the heart of these small-town roads, where the story's old but true, We used to bow our heads in prayer, we’d pledge allegiance too. Now the lights are flickering, the signs all point to fall, Where’d that spirit go that used to stand so tall? [Verse 2] Factory stands are empty, schools don’t teach no more, Folks drive by the church, like it's something to ignore. We used to hold our ground, with hands together tight, But the unity we had has vanished in the night. [Chorus] This country’s going to hell, can’t you hear the warning bell? What once was one nation under God has disappeared. We the people will soon be no more if we don’t take a stand, It’s time to raise that flag and put God back in this land. [Verse 3] We got preachers out on Main Street, shouting at the skies, But nobody’s listening, too busy with the lies. The family dinners cold now, faith broke at the seams, It’s high time to awake and chase those old dreams. [Verse 4] The fields are overgrown, tractors left to rust, Where’s the honor and the pride, the values that we trust? Cemeteries filled with souls who knew the way it was, We need to reawaken and fix this just because. [Chorus] This country’s going to hell, can’t you hear the warning bell? What once was one nation under God has disappeared. We the people will soon be no more if we don’t take a stand, It’s time to raise that flag and put God back in this land.

Someone's Double Shot [Verse] In a little town where the gravel roads sway, There's a lonely heart yearning for yesterday. You've got a feeling that you don't belong, But honey, you've been strong all along. [Verse 2] Down at the diner where the neon lights hum, You sip your coffee, but no smile's ever come. Remember, darlin', when the nights grow cold, You're not just a story that's been left untold. [Chorus] You may not be everyone's cup of tea, But someone's craving you like whiskey. With a little bit of fire and a splash of soul, You're the warmth that makes the cold nights whole. [Verse 3] On your darkest days, when shadows close in, Don't let the doubt gather under your skin. Somewhere out there, someone's searchin' for you, Like a melody waitin' for a tune. [Verse 4] It ain't easy when you're walkin' alone, But the strongest roots come from the toughest stones. So hold your head high, and let your heart speak, You're the strength in the humble and the meek. [Chorus] You may not be everyone's cup of tea, But someone's craving you like whiskey. With a little bit of fire and a splash of soul, You're the warmth that makes the cold nights whole.

Sometimes I have thoughts that even I don’t understand. "Thoughts that aren’t even true—that aren’t really how I feel—but they’re running through my head anyways.

You always hear the saying "walk a mile in someones shoes" instead of walking a mile in their shoes,, live a day in their head and maybe will understand them better,, because walking in someone elses shoes gives u no idea what they are dealing with but living a day in their head you might... Food for thought

Life is painful and messed up. "I know it seems hard sometimes but remember one thing. Keep ya head up.... and handle it.” Even when it hurts, never stop yourself from living.

This is a new start and a new day. I will smile and hold my head high. I will continue to be my own person, and I will live every day as the best person I can be.

A Morning of Being Grateful Lord I thank you for waking me up today, another day of life. You have given me another sunrise to enjoy. Thank you, Lord, for the wonderful sounds of nature and the cool breeze brushing through the trees making the birds sing beautiful melodies. You are a great Father, Lord, always full of grace and mercy. I praise you, Father, for allowing me to live another beautiful day in Your Kingdom. Thank you for the gift of family and friends. Holding them in my heart is one of the most precious things I can never get tired of. Bless everyone, Father, for they deserve all the goodness you have given to me. If I may do something wrong today, please forgive me. I also thank you for always being the reason in my head when it comes to decision-making. Amen.

Anybody who thinks there's nothing wrong with this world needs to have their head examined. If there is a God who created this world, he should scrap it and try again.

A Morning of Being Grateful Dear Father God, I thank you for waking me up today, another day of life. You have given me another sunrise to enjoy. Thank you, Lord God, for the wonderful sounds of nature and the cool breeze brushing through the trees making the birds sing beautiful melodies. You are a great Father, Lord, always full of grace and mercy. I praise you, Father, for allowing me to live another beautiful day in Your Kingdom. Thank you for the gift of family and friends. Holding them in my heart is one of the most precious things I can never get tired of. Bless everyone, Father, for they deserve all the goodness you have given to me. If I may do something wrong today, please forgive me. I also thank you for always being the reason in my head when it comes to decision-making. I pray to You, Your Son, Jesus Christ and all the angels in heaven. Amen.

He thought with his dick and not his head. After all, this man had more dick in his personality than his pants. If I had to be honest, it wasn't even a dick worth trying.

My nightmares had come for me, the voices in my head were becoming too much. I couldn't focus anymore, all I wanted to do was scream. So, I did.

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A nauseating display of statist brainwashing anywhere, Independence Day is especially trying on my small island. The entire landmass is littered with flag-waving tourists from North, South, East and West Jesus so unaware their country is a democracy in name only they wouldn’t know freedom if it bit them on their star-spangled asses.

No matter what life throws at you, ya gotta keep moving forward and never give up. As easy as it may be to give up you can't. "Keep your head up and keep pushing forward.

One company stayed on without pay. The men, contrabands from Georgia, went to Saint Simons Island to help garrison the island. Proud to be the last soldiers in Hunter's regiment, they hunted invading rebels in dense palmetto thickets.

The best example of the rapid marginalization of Gullah Geechee people is on Hilton Head Island, one of the most lucrative places in the South.

No matter what life throws at you, gotta keep moving forward and never give up. As easy as it may be to do you can't. Keep your head up and keep pushing.

I like living in my head. "Because in there I am weird, and you know what?..... "That's OK." "So are a lot people.

If you wish to know hell before your time,' a Confederate officer wrote, 'go to Saint Simons Island and be hunted for ten days' by colored troops.

Obama, of course, is an outstanding orator—but even outstanding orators (unlike nineteenth-century presidents) feel obliged to dumb their words down a bit for the American public. President Donald Trump, however, is proud of his limited tweetish vocabulary. “I know words,” he declared at a campaign appearance in Hilton Head, South Carolina. “I have the best words. But there is no better word than stupid. Right?

When the Good Lord was creating Patrick Mahomes. "He was into His sixth day of "overtime." "When a angel appeared and said. "You're doing a lot of messing around on this one." "And the lord said. "Have you read the specs on this one he has to Have 180 moveable parts...all replaceable. Run on water And six pairs of hands." The angel shook his head and said."Six pairs of hands.... no way." "And the lord said. It's not the hands that are causing me problems," "it's the three pairs of eyes that he has to have. One pair that sees through the defense, one in the back of his head that sees what coming after him, and of course the ones here in front that can look for the end zone. "And the lord said, "I'm so close to creating something so close to myself.

In politics she was a radical, with leanings toward the views of people like Bernard Shaw and William Morris. All her ideas and opinions she poured out to Chips during those summer afternoons at Wasdale Head; and he, because he was not very articulate, did not at first think it worth while to contradict them. Her friend went away, but she stayed; what COULD you do with such a person, Chips thought. He used to hobble with sticks along a footpath leading to the tiny church; there was a stone slab on the wall, and it was comfortable to sit down, facing the sunlight and the green-brown majesty of the Gable and listening to the chatter of—well, yes, Chips had to admit it— a very beautiful girl.

Keep your head up. "You’re a warrior. “Every obstacle is a hill, every hill makes you stronger.

You can't rewrite the past.” "So don't let yesterday take up too much of today. "Turn your back on yesterday, keep your eyes on tomorrow, and your head and heart on this moment.

You're not lost. "You're just headed somewhere different that gives you a chance to be something different!

You're not lost. "You're just headed somewhere different.

The thing I can’t wrap my head around with artificial intelligence is its effect of doing away with the value you bring to the table in terms of labor. The ability to contribute is diminishing. There are fewer and fewer jobs where people can go home satisfied in the evening and say I did something amazing today.

What turned heads was the finding from the blood samples. Participants scoring high on the hedonic scale were far more likely to have inflammatory gene expression and decreased expression of genes involved in antibody and antiviral response, whereas participants scoring high on the eudaimonic scale had the opposite pattern of expression. In other words, participants with greater eudaimonia were physiologically healthier. As the researchers state, “Hedonic and eudaimonic well-being were originally distinguished to resolve basic and ancient philosophical questions regarding the best way for humans to live. The present data offer little grounds to prefer one mode of happiness over the other based on affective experience, but they identify a stark contrast at the level of molecular physiology.” But before we assume that Angelina Jolie will live to be 140 and Paris Hilton will explode in a giant ball of pus, we should do what scientists like to do when something as radical as this is found: more research.

I will always hold my head high, I will always take pride in my life and I will walk this world without regret.

Walk beside me and keep your head high. "Because life's a beautiful thing.

Keep your head when all about you are losing theirs. You can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by lies. So, hold on when there is nothing in you Except the will which says to them: 'Hold on!

(Verse 1) Well, I built me a snowman, out in the yard, But the sun came out, and it hit him hard. So I brought him inside, to keep him cool, Now he’s chillin’ in the basement, like a frosty fool. (Chorus) He’s a snowman in the basement, sippin’ on ice tea, Watchin’ reruns of “Friends” on my old TV. He’s got a carrot nose and a smile so bright, But he’s meltin’ my heart, every day and night. (Verse 2) He’s got a cowboy hat and a flannel shirt, But he’s leavin’ puddles, all over the dirt. My dog thinks he’s funny, my cat’s in a huff, But this snowman’s got charm, and that’s enough. (Chorus) He’s a snowman in the basement, sippin’ on ice tea, Watchin’ reruns of “Friends” on my old TV. He’s got a carrot nose and a smile so bright, But he’s meltin’ my heart, every day and night. (Bridge) Neighbors think I’m crazy, but I don’t care, Got a snowman in the basement, and he’s always there. When the world gets tough, and I need a friend, I just head down to the basement, and chill with him again. (Chorus) He’s a snowman in the basement, sippin’ on ice tea, Watchin’ reruns of “Friends” on my old TV. He’s got a carrot nose and a smile so bright, But he’s meltin’ my heart, every day and night. (Outro) So if you’re feelin’ lonely, and need a laugh, Just build you a snowman, and take a bath. In the cool, cool basement, where the snowmen play, You’ll find a frosty friend, to brighten your day.