“Well, they do say that you should never look back, live in the present, all that.” — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
“I realized I'm trapped in the embrace of the one who is breaking my heart.” — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
“As I finally give in to my startling beauty, I attempt to fully grasp the meaning of God, His creation, and vision. I hope… — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
“As children, almost every summer my brother and I found at least one dusty Christmas ball in the corner of the living room or… — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
“Our faces portray the emotions our colleagues and bosses expect. We gladly show those that earn points and brilliantly hide those that do not.… — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
“Customer satisfaction is the key determinant of quality. If a product satisfies the customer or meets the customer's specifications, then it is acceptable. Otherwise,… — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
“Your love should be for me, not for my love,' he says. 'There's a difference.' 'It is-- you just won't let me love you.… — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
“The exciting news is that you’re not only the customer who wants a 5-star career; you’re also the one and only person who has… — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
“Well, they do say that you should never look back, live in the present, all that.” — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
“Throughout my life," she said, spreading her arms out as if to say that the wall was her life, "I've set goals, mapped out… — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
“God smiles to calm me and it works. He says, 'They don't realize what they're losing when they bring suffering upon themselves in the… — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
“Did I waste my kisses, my love, my passion, and are they wasting theirs? God says, 'Nothing is ever wasted, Jim.” — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
“A certain degree of creativity is required for upward movement, but once you hit the level you never dreamed you'd reach, the purpose and… — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
“He fights, night after night, to peel my onion soul without caring about it. I never see his tears but his eyes burn as… — Penelope Przekop Copy Share Image
