Quotes of: Backing Keyword

A modern culture built on the back of dying gods immerses me.

Pagan Standard Times: Essays on the Craft

We flew back home like swallows. 'Is it happiness that makes us so light?' Agathe asked.

Père Goriot

It’s your call. You want to go back home, go ahead. But if I were you, I wouldn’t. Home is death.

Panic

Can I have my ear back?" He asked irritably. She blinked. "Mother, can you tell this creature here to loosen her hold?

Penelope

It's amazing how quickly nature consumes human places after we turn our backs on them. Life is a hungry thing.

Peeps

What we seek when we wander usually leads us back home.

Postcards and Pearls: Life Lessons from Solo Moments on the Road

In conclusion, the arms of others either fall from your back, or they weigh you down, or they bind you fast.

The Prince

All we can do now is hope.’ I nodded, fighting back the tears. Tired of that word that asked so much, and gave so little in return.

The Postcard

Taking Morgana with it, the lightning arced back through the clouds; leaving behind nothing but the last echoing remains of her scream.

The Prophecy of Three: The Keys of Time

Maybe we were too broken to put back together. Maybe we’d been too broken to ever put together in the first place.

The Possibility of Us

It was hard to listen to her all the time without getting to say anything back

The Perks of Being a Wallflower

You’d be surprised who will back down when you speak up.

Postcards and Pearls:Life Lessons from Solo Moments in New York

No,' she says, as if the suggestion is ridiculous. 'I wouldn't go back to where I'm from. I'd go someplace I've never been.

Reached

He was out to get back everything he'd lost; there was no end to his loss; this thing would drag on forever.

On the Road

He’d pushed it back, where he’d kept the thought for weeks, but it wouldn’t stay. Wouldn’t stop. Wouldn’t let him go.

Through the Ever Night

I don't have so many friends that I can afford to turn my back on any of them.

Terrier

It was a blustery winter night, back in the summer of 2009. That’s when we met, and that’s when I knew it was love, two years before.

This Book is Not FOR SALE

If I could go back in time, I'd love to whisper sweet nothings in Van Gogh's ear, but not while it was attached to his head.

This Book is Not FOR SALE

All during that prison time I really lived by prayer. Be in prayer always, we're told, and back then I was.

Things We Couldn't Say

We are the wire, and tomorrow is like yesterday with a furry back. Don’t pet me, Tuesday! Please don’t Wednesday with my emotions.

This Book is Not FOR SALE

When congratulations are in order, I like to wait until they’re out of order to offer a high five or enthusiastic pat on the back.

This Book is Not FOR SALE