If the only prayer you said was thank you, that would be enough.

Actually, you are good enough. Never stop believing that.

I don’t need a matchbox on an adventure, my Jeep Landi tires are enough.

The love of God is enough to do the impossible for you, rely on and trust him to perform that which he promised. Good morning!

Actually, you are good enough. Tell yourself. Tell someone else. Spread the word.

There is a difference between giving up and knowing when you have had enough.

We only have ourselves to go on, and it’s enough . . .

Good morning, may God strengthen you to take on every one of life challenges today, God is sufficient for you in everything.

I just can’t get enough of our morning kisses.

That’s how they hooked you — they gave you just enough to keep alive but they never gave you enough so you could finally escape.

It was not enough to be the last guy she kissed. I wanted to be the last one she loved. And I knew I wasn’t. I knew it, and I hated her for it. I hated her for not caring about me. I hated her for leaving that night, and I hated myself, too, not only because I let her go but because if I had been enough for her, she wouldn’t have even wanted to leave. She would have just lain with me and talked and cried, and I would have listened and kissed at her tears as they pooled in her eyes.

Looking at you is enough for me to say that I really love you.

I would never be tired of you even if I am with you all day long. In fact I grow to like you a little more every day. I love you.

No measure of time with you will be long enough, but we’ll start with forever.

Just the thought of being with you tomorrow is enough to get me through the day.

Walk with me through life… and I’ll have everything I’ll need for the journey.

Looking into your eyes is like watching the sunrise; I can never get enough of it. Have a beautiful day, my special one!

Good is not enough when God has the best in store for you.

You may think it’s too late to start over; it’s not. You may think that you are too broken to be fixed; you’re not.

When you have nothing left but God, you have more than enough to start over again.

I am where I am and it’s the perfect place to start.
I have what I have and it’s more than enough.
I’m creating what I’m creating by what I think, say and do.
I’m going where I’m going, and a thousand angels are with me too.

Comment dis-tu ‘Oh my God, I don’t know nearly enough French to pass French II’ en français?

Snake Village Owner: We need another python. See what you can do. We have enough Cobras, okay?
Rambo: Fuck off, okay?

The building of the true and beautiful means the destruction of the good enough. Rebirth means death. Once a truer, more beautiful vision is born inside us, life is in the direction of that vision. Holding on to what is no longer true enough is not safe; it’s the riskiest move because it is the certain death of everything that was meant to be. We are alive only to the degree to which we are willing to be annihilated. Our next life will always cost us this one. If we are truly alive, we are constantly losing who we just were, what we just built, what we just believed, what we just knew to be true.

I stand alone because I’m strong enough to do it.

Things will get better if you just hold out long enough.

It turned out that sometimes it’s enough to start doing things differently now.

But we knew what could be found out, and in finding out, she had made us closer – the Colonel and Takumi and me, anyway. And that was it. She didn’t leave me enough to discover her, but she left me enough to rediscover the Great Perhaps.

Keep a beautiful smile on your face as you wake up from your bed, look forward to a beautiful day for you, God is enough for you, good morning.

You shall not lack any good thing today and henceforth because the Lord is your shepherd. He will make provision for the tiniest of your needs. Good morning.

For every time you call upon the Lord, may he answer you speedily, may you be sufficient and never lack in the basic things of life, good morning.

I just got to a point where I was lying to myself constantly, so I had to face up to that. It was a lot of… I don’t want to use the words ‘self sacrifice,’ but that’s what it felt like. It was giving up who I thought I was and starting over from scratch and realizing the man that I am was good enough.

Henry’s also an insomniac. He suffers from Restless Leg Syndrome. I feel the sheets twitching as his legs move restlessly and think about how incredibly bourgeois we are, with our Sur La Table kitchenware, our Sundance catalogue lamps, our upper-middle class insomnia. Why can’t we sleep, I wonder? We have enough to eat, we have a roof over our heads, we’re not living in a mud hut sporting a thatch of gnarled leaves that barely cover our genitalia. I’m filled with self-loathing.

There will be sleeping enough in the grave.

Even if each inch of my body is pressed tightly against your body, I will still tell you to hold me closer.

Can I tell you that in my eyes not even God would be good enough to command you?

Don’t settle for mediocrity; never let well enough be good enough.

He gave Sophie the smile which had no doubt charmed the Witch of the Waste and possibly Lettie too, firing it along the fork, across the cream, straight into Sophie’s eyes, dazzlingly. “If you can bully Calcifer, the King should give you no trouble at all.”

Sophie stared through the dazzle and said nothing. This, she thought, was where she slithered out. She was leaving. It was too bad about Calcifer’s contract. She had had enough of Howl. First green slime, then glaring at her for something Calcifer had done quite freely, and now this! Tomorrow she would slip off to Upper Folding and tell Lettie all about it.

Tough enough to be a barber. Crazy enough to rock it!

Gratitude transforms what we have into enough by allowing us to appreciate what we have.

You only live once, and the way I live, once is enough.

If you need oxygen, contact my Jeep Landi.