Whether David believed in her affliction or not didn’t change the fact that it existed, and some day it would catch up with her.
It was then I saw thy mother, and loved her, and took her away in my secret heart.
Quit staring at my breasts," she hissed with a soft stomp of her heel. His gaze flashed to hers. "Why? They're mine.
Her strength was in the integrity of her actions; she never compromised what she believed she ought to do.
She did not know where her home was anymore, and this idea didn’t frighten her like it should. - Bohemian Grove
Safe?” Her voice was small, timid and delicate. But beautiful. The one word chimed like little bells. Her first word spoken to me.
That she lived a lie. That she wasn't the good girl everyone believed her to be, wanted her to be.
She let the fear burn inside her like fuel, making her voice even stronger.
I would take care you speak of her with respect for, of course, I will interpret any disrespect for her as disrespect for me.
Erik got to his feet, aware of her watching him, and tried not to preen at the frank admiration in her eyes. Preening was not manly.
I was happy with her and I suspect I never knew her.Would I have been truly happy if I had actually known her?
She kept hoping that something would happen to rescue her from her own small-scale, predictable dreams.
India saw from the beginning, and, even in her ages of reason and her age of increasing ignorance, she never lost hold of the insight, that life cannot be rightly seen in the sole light, cannot be perfectly lived in the sole power of its externalitie...
I love Jessica Chastain. I love her; she's amazing, and she's such a good actress, and she's been nominated for Oscars, and she's just a big role model to me. I love her.
Katy Perry is the sexiest woman I've ever kissed. It was amazing and very purple - she had purple lipstick on. I don't think there will ever be anything cooler than kissing her... until I marry her maybe!
I saw Ellen and my knees were weak. It was amazing. And it was very hard for me to get her out of my mind after that. Then when I saw her that night, we started talking, and that's that.
With care, and skill, and cunning art, She parried Time's malicious dart, And kept the years at bay, Till passion entered in her heart and aged her in a day!
Yo Mama’s so ugly, her dentist treats her by mail order.
How many times in her thirty years had she heard the same remarks, the same feeble jokes about her name?
She breathed in the crisp autumn air, hoping the loveliness of nature would somehow cleanse her soul and overshadow her sorrow.
I'm a mother," said her mother, in her foodless flat where the dust did not dare to settle, "and I know what I know.
