Quotes of: Left-wing Keyword

Kicking the door shut with the heel of my boot, I wedge her against it, raining kisses on her skin, wishing I could climb inside her and kiss away the welts left on her heart and mind.

Sveta

If people everywhere were to keep to this simple creed, there'd be few problems left in the world to fret about.

Smile Anyway: Quotes, Verse, & Grumblings for Every Day of the Year

A vision flashed across Nick’s mind. It was the image of a lipstick kiss his wife left for him on the mirror that morning. It hung there like the single digit sum to the chalkboard-crammed equation of his life.

A Touch of Deceit

It went on and on; intentionally, unintentionally, it didn't matter. The end was the same: broken people left in pieces, lives fractured, love bludgeoned.

The Thoughts and Happenings of Wilfred Price, Purveyor of Superior Funerals

Birds chirped and hawked in the distance. A group of them, maybe vultures, circled the sky. Rae glanced at the blanket. Those damn birds could probably smell Marissa, and the second everyone left, they'd pounce on her.

One By One

Right now, I’m living like a piano is going to come plummeting from the sky any second, and I don’t know when. So it’s always like, this is it. This is all you’ve got left.

Only The Good Die Young

Madoka: I want to erase the tears of all those who trusted in hope. I want them to be left with a smile on their faces.

Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Vol. 03

Wherever he went he left footprints so firm that nobody could later efface or blur them, not even he himself, when on rare occasions he was tempted to do so.

The Prophet Armed: Trotsky, 1879-1921

I have no taste for either poverty or honest labor, so writing is the only recourse left for me

The Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman, 1955-1967

We are left at the brink of our future each day and the only real choice we have is not to jump but instead make our path through the briar.

Pagan Standard Times: Essays on the Craft

Time had taught him that whether his sins were pardoned or left unforgiven, they would remain committed. Tomorrow he would hopefully choose wiser, with a stronger measure of compassion.

Patches Of Grey

Linda's presentation of the 'facts' had been so gruesome that the children left Alconleigh howling dismally, their nerves permanently impaired, their future chances of a sane and happy sex life much reduced.

The Pursuit of Love

Noah?" A welcome voice - not my mother's, but welcome all the same: Echo. A smile spread across my face. This was too good. Me in a towel, alone in the house with my nymph. I left the bathroom.

Pushing the Limits

The trace left behind is substituted for the practice. It exhibits the (voracious) property that the geographical system has of being able to transform action into legibility, but in doing so it causes a way of being in the world to be forgotten.

The Practice of Everyday Life

If we submit everything to reason our religion will be left with nothing mysterious or supernatural. If we offend the principles of reason our religion will be absurd and ridiculous . . . There are two equally dangerous extremes: to exclude reason, t...

Pensées

Mind chatter: a clatter of left-brain rains of doubt, worry, guilt, shame in a thunderstorm of fear. Forgive the chatter, clear your mind.

Pay Me What I'm Worth

A great idea should always be left to steep like loose tea leaves in a teapot for a while to make sure that the tea will be strong enough and that the idea truly is a great one.

The Romeo And Juliet Code

Twenty years after we had left so fierce and proud, we were all right back where we had started, yoked to each other and the same old drama.

Trash

I keep a fish in each pocket, and one in my left shoe, so I don’t drown in your love.

This is the best book I've ever written, and it still sucks

My love is heavy with ink, so I took it and transformed it into a poem for you. I would give it to you, but Grandma took it because I left it on the counter, and she mistook it for the grocery list.

This Book is Not FOR SALE

Left-handed and eyes closed, it’s how I masturbate—while driving at night. If you want to know how I make love, you’re going to have to pay for admission.

This Book is Not FOR SALE