I'm watching you, big boy, my eyes say, but his are closed so it's an optical monologue.
Let go of your mind and then be mindful. Close your ears and listen!
Each night, I close my eyes and dream. In the morning, I open my eyes again, but the dreaming doesn't stop.
The presence of ghosts is only as close as your belief. The existence of aliens is only as far as your rejection.
Inside marriage, those feelings are pure. God wouldn't order us to be fruitful and multiply if He didn't want us to share intimacy. It fosters a special closeness.
It troubles him to consider the powerful currents and fine-tuning that alter fate, the close and distant influences, the accidents of character and circumstance.
When the guy kissed her, Cassidy felt a stab of pain that was close to physical, and therefore within the penumbra of hurts he told himself he could bear.
It's amazing how close I have been, all this time, to my old life. And yet the distance that divides me from it is vast.
I wonder if this is how people always get close: They heal each other's wounds; they repair the broken skin.
Windisch closes his eyes. He feels his eyes. He feels his eyeballs in his hands. His eyes without a face.
he stretched out beside her, uncomfortably close, as if they were lovers. Real lovers and not the most mismatched pair of fuck buddies ever.
You must nurture a close walk with God through prayer, because humility’s strength is grounded in God.
Want? Yes, she whispered, her eyes sliding closed. Yes I want to keep you more than I want to breathe.
Be careful how close you get to someone... It just ends up hurting more than not having no one to love to begin with.
...pretention is very close to stupidity and that simplicity has a less visible but still gratifying aspect.
Diversity is like a buffet, only with people. That’s why I like associating with individuals who are as close to macaroni and cheese as humanly possible.
She realized with a sort of depressed relief that she had no close friend to call, to tell them not to worry about her.
You make me sick. I think I’ll have to call out of work on your account. Or have that account closed.
What silence rules the ghostly hours That guard the close of human sleep! (“The Testimony of the Suns”)
Words are like people, I think. Put too many of them too close together and they cause trouble.
The past and the future were starlight, seemingly so close, but forever out of reach. Eli felt that starlight, the infinity of knowing nothing but his finite existence.
