Hand in hand they whispered for a while. The girl nodded and the bear laughed. Together, they made their way down the corridor and to the foot of the stairs.
But you mark my words: I will be there when everything you love is destroyed. Everything you didn't even believe you would have.
You'd better close those lips before I'm tempted to kiss them and give you something to be all hot and bothered about.
May you and your triple cursed wash water turn purple with orange spots and fall down a bottomless pit!
Just this once,’ he says almost more to himself than to me. ‘Just one moment.’ Then he leans down and kisses me.
She had a dour Presbyterian mind and a code of morals that pinned down and beat the brains out of nearly everything that was pleasant to do.
I am done slowing down, giving people their time and space, letting them explore their options.
I lay it down as a general rule, Harriet, that if a woman doubts as to whether she should accept a man or not, she certainly ought to refuse him.
Side by side we'll fight the tide, That sweeps in to take us down. Hand in hand we'll both withstand, Even as we drown.
Aw, Poke, you poor, kind, decent, stupid girl. You saved me and I let you down.
He never did get right all the way again. And every once in a while he'd come down all bitey.
People look down on stuff like geography and meteorology, and not only because they're standing on one and being soaked by the other.
You know when I'm down to my socks it's time for business That's why they're called business socks It's business, it's business time
Alarm clocks, I felt, were nothing more than a plague rained down by an evil force, possibly even Lucifer himself.
The baloney weighed the raven down, and the shopkeeper almost caught him as he whisked out the delicatessen door.
The Santa Ana Wind gusts down desert canyons. Hot. Dry. Electric. Some say it ignites tempers. I say it ignited us.
...a bard's down-to-earth love: My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red and when she walks, treads on the ground...
Long after you go down and the vessel rusts apart your bones sunken buried in the ocean floor I wonder if you miss people?
...the secret to writing is to get your own pain - shout it out till it hurts your throat - weep it into your pillow - then write it down ...
Eventualities. A good woman can look far down the line and smell what is coming before a man even gets a sniff of it.
The second officer had turned fully to look down at Vincent's saws. “Those are for dissecting dwarves and children,” The Saw Man said, gravely.
