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The accent of a man's native country remains in his mind and his heart, as it does in his speech.

Francois de La Rochefoucauld

A free man has two things thoroughly his own, his body and his land.

Joseph Bédier

She, as no other ever could, reached every corner of his heart. His joy, and his salvation.

J.D. Robb

Title: There were two loves in his life: his engine and... [cut to his sweetheart's photograph]

The General

The three most important things a man has are, briefly, his private parts, his money, and his religious opinions.

Samuel Butler

The actor has to develop his body. The actor has to work on his voice. But the most important thing the actor has to work on is his mind.

Stella Adler

Jon wanted nothing more. , he had to tell himself, . The realization twisted in his belly like a knife. They had chosen him to rule. The Wall was his, and their lives were his as well. he could hear his lord father saying,

A Dance with Dragons

Just then Jagger walks in, his hair all ruffled and his body hard and firm. We all stop talking and stare as he runs his hands through his hair in an attempt to straighten it up. “Take a picture ladies, it lasts longer.” he mutters

Dark Passion

Colton Brooks kissed in an all-consuming way that stole her breath, demanded her surrender, and blocked everything else until the only thing she saw or heard or felt or knew was his lips, his tongue, his hands, his body. Him.

Dare to Resist

He lifted his head, the sight of his dark, disheveled hair, eyes glinting with longing in the lamp light, the gorgeous spread of his shoulders, tapering down to the narrow thrust of his hips, made my ovaries ache deep in my belly.

Dear Rockstar

She looked at him, his soft brown eyes and tall form, and contemplated raising herself on her toes and kissing his ear, or his cheek... Instead, impulsively before leaving, she reached up and smoothed his mussed hair. Mr. Bradford beamed.

Entwined

He ached for creation. For life to somehow rise from the drawings in his sketching book. For his own energy, his own impressions to swirl and spin on a canvas. For a dream city he had tacked above his bed.

The Emperor of Paris

A great thunderstorm of sound gushed from the walls. Music bombarded him at such an immense volume that his bones were almost shaken from their tendons; he felt his jaw vibrate, his eyes wobble in his head.

Fahrenheit 451

Then faith's paradox is this: that the single individual is higher than the universal, that the single individual determines his relation to the universal through his relation to God, not his relation to God through his relation through the universal...

Fear and Trembling

My thought is that the average adjusted boy is, if anything, more humanly wasted than the disaffected. So let us go on to discuss his stupidity, his lack of patriotism, his sexual confusion, and his lack of faith.

Growing Up Absurd

She knew nothing of Ren except his name, his aptitude with vocabulary, the fact that he wasn’t in college, and the way his hair narrowed to a curling point at the nape of his neck. And she hadn’t even realized she knew that last thing until now.

The Ghost Downstairs

Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian any more than going to a garage makes you an automobile.

Billy Sunday, the Man and His Message: With His Own Words Which Have Won Thousands for Christ

It was difficult to hold Broca's brain without wondering whether in some sense Broca was still there—his wit, his skeptical mien, his abrupt gesticulations when he talked, his quiet and sentimental moments.

Broca's Brain: Reflections on the Romance of Science

When a man loves a woman, as our old troubadours used to say, even if he has heard or seen something that puts his beloved in a bad light, he should believe neither his ears nor his eyes, he should listen to his heart alone.

Betrayal

Daniel's desk by the window is piled high with his drawings. The artwork is everything. He thinks of himself as the act of drawing. His body of work is his life, it is his continuity. The drawings show outwardly that inner place where he is still ali...

American Dream

Death is someone you see very clearly with eyes in the center of your heart: eyes that see not by reacting to light, but by reacting to a kind of a chill from within the marrow of your own life.

The Intimate Merton: His Life from His Journals