Quotes of: Poe Keyword

You know what?” His breath was warm against my cheek. “There are a lot of stupid things to do, but I really want to do the stupidest thing possible.” “What’s that?” “I want to kiss you.

Pure

It’s not great. What kind of connection is this? A one-way hotline to Pervyville?” I took a step forward, on a roll now. “It’s disgusting. Freaky—stop laughing, Seth!

Pure

You told me you wanted to marry Seth's bed, and then you told me you'd marry me if I asked. After that, you started to-" "Enough," I groaned, wanting to crawl under the blankets.

Pure

Since when do you care about rules?" "I'm a changed person." "When did you change? Just now? 'Cuz I heard about your smack down in the cafeteria yesterday.

Pure

For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.

Poems of Christina Rossetti

Our stories are what we have,” Our Good Mother says. “Our stories preserve us. we give them to one another. Our stories have value. Do you understand?

Pure

Solitude is a human presumption. Every quiet step is thunder to beetle life underfoot, a tug of impalpable thread on the web pulling mate to mate and predator to prey, a beginning or an end.

Prodigal Summer

For her own breakfast she'll project a scheme, Nor take her tea without a strategem.

Poetical Works of the Rev. Dr. Edward Young

The trip to Mars can only be understood through Black Americans. I say, the trip to Mars can only be understood through Black Americans.

Quilting the Black-Eyed Pea

Not even I can see all ends, but I have been in this world long enough to know that a choice is not choice and breeds slow ills, even were it done for the highest reasons.

The Riddle

Nostalgia locates desire in the past where it suffers no active conflict and can be yearned toward pleasantly.

Twentieth Century Pleasures: Prose on Poetry

Golf is a worrier's game, inward, concentrated, a matter of inches, invented by the same people who gave us Presbyterianism.

Twentieth Century Pleasures: Prose on Poetry

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

Beauty, my first girlfriend said to me, is that inner quality often associated with great amounts of leisure time.

Two or Three Things I Know for Sure

But compassion isn't about solutions. It's about giving all the love that you've got.

Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar

I make books because I love them as objects; because I want to put the pictures and the words together, because I want to tell a story.

The Three Incestuous Sisters

Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

Twilight Hours: A Legacy of Verse

Now I wonder if it means that the future is a place, or like a place, that I could go to; that is go to in some way other than just getting older.

The Time Traveler's Wife

Think for a minute, darling: in fairy tales it's always the children who have the fine adventures. The mothers have to stay at home and wait for the children to fly in the window.

The Time Traveler's Wife

You can still be cool when you’re dead. In fact, it’s much easier, because you aren’t getting old and fat and losing your hair.

The Time Traveler's Wife

I don't know what to say to this Clare who is old and young and different from other girls, who knows that different might be hard.

The Time Traveler's Wife