I’m a virgin, okay?” There was a moment of silence while I assume he was struggling to understand the connection. Then he spoke. “I’m not prejudiced against anyone.
I was hoping against hope he'd refill his Prozac so we could be in love again, but, sadly, that never happened.
I gaped at what I saw next. She yanked his arm off and ate it. Gross! I knew she was hungry, but that was just...well, against the school rules for one thing.
I think about pressing myself against him, but I can't, because all our secrets would keep a space between us.
My emotions still held a stubborn hope that humans could be loyal, that they could hold out against the promise of an easy life. But I knew better.
I’m not dangerous,” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing.
Against such odds, I will stand or fall! Whether or not I can rise to surmount the trials before me, I plan to step forward and fight.
The voice had an extraordinary sadness. Pure from all body, pure from all passion, going out into the world, solitary, unanswered, breaking against rocks—so it sounded.
His (Washington's) apparent paralysis was the result of balancing two imperatives: his reputation against the survival of the Continental Army.
I don't want to fall in love with you,' she said, pushing away. 'why not?' 'because you'll just end up using it against me.
Cold be night, cold be heart; I shall forever sit in dark, Until one day ride at Flight Against armies of Thalorion For last fight….
She came out of nowhere like a two-by-four against the skull, knocking all common sense out of him and turning him into a walking woody.
He stood there a moment, listened to the creek, and let the mountain air blow against his face. Even with all this heartache, it was beautiful here.
Either you’re with me or you’re against me. I can’t afford to be looking over my shoulder all the time waiting for you to stick a knife in my back.
Guard your heart and mind against double-minded pretentious beings. Do not allow infiltration beyond the surface. If their influence travels on the inside, they become like an incurable disease.
The tides rolled up to crash against the shore while we sat feet from one another with the remnants of all we’d left unsaid driving us apart.
He stopped and leaned against a pole and looked up at the deaf and swollen sky. It was a movement of dark shapes, a hurrying, a running. He closed his eyes. ("Hunger")
There is no man, and no place, without war. The only thing we can do is choose a side, and fight. That is the only choice we get - who we fight for, who we fight against. That is life.
For man's only weapon is courage that flinches not from the gates of Hell itself, and against such not even the legions of Hell can stand.
Almost everything you think is sacred, good and decent, is a lie and an all-out assault against truth and decency.
Your calm mind is the ultimate weapon against your challenges. So relax.
