Like a bellowing beast, he howled her name, his raspy wails riding the gales like a ship on a roiling sea.
And sometimes I try to stop speculating the future out of existence, and other times I just lean back and run with it because maybe it's for the best.
I’m gross. Look at me – getting all sloppy in front of my mortal enemy. Unexecutable. Inexhaustible. Un…un…under the sea.
Some love comes like the wind off the sea, while others grow slowly from the seeds of friendship and kindness." - Carline
I will turn human anatomy into roses and stars and sea. I will dissect the beloveds body in metaphor.
That each man is the sum of his choices is nothing less than the truth. And each, perhaps, is also something else.
It is easy to decide on what is wrong to wear to a party, such as deep-sea diving equipment or a pair of large pillows, but deciding what is right is much trickier.
I want to see the sunrise with you. I want to watch the sunset. I want to make out during a movie. Silly, huh?
It'd be a shame for that beautiful naked body to go to waste," he murmured as he walked over to me and dropped his boxers.
This is how you hold onto your family. You hold them with open hands so they are free to find futures of their own. It's just that simple.
He thinks he can see all her grief in her face, all her love and empty days.
In this difficult era the most valuable commodity is the unfailing turn of the hours and how they retrieve for us the known harbor of yesterday.
The wind and the sea and the storm were his domain and I wanted nothing to do with them any longer. I just wanted Cain.
When we kissed, the skies had never appeared more heavenly, nor the seas a more brilliant shade of sapphire blue.
He nodded, looking across the room at the sea of photographers and journalists. The microphones spread around him like birds waiting to be fed.
Now he was proving it again. Each time was a new time and he never thought about the past when he was doing it.
But the sea which no one tends is also a garden
Well, the plenty of fish in the sea thing is bullshit," I said. "The other fish are weird, smell funny, or hooked on someone else's fishing line.
Safe from what? she'd asked. And under her touch, Kovar's kigh had answered, "Change".
Does he expect the flood to just move out of his way if he asks nicely?
There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.
