Springtime blooms the starry tree Bearing fruit the mariners see. High by night and low by dawn The silver apple guides us home.
Flat muscled and honey coloured. Sea secrets in his eyes. A silver raindrop in his ear.
The sky is already purple; the first few stars have appeared, suddenly, as if someone had thrown a handful of silver across the edge of the world.
I shared guitars before I actually got one of my own and played a guy's Silver tone and played another guys Danelectro 12 string and it was at about age 17 that I actually started playing.
The sky was as blue and delicate as a porcelain teacup, and the hills rolled gently in all directions, intersected occasionally with the silver ribbon of a river.
Children love to polish brass and silver, then move on to polishing their own shoes.
Like a falling star, he descended on the Tarbh Cró, a Cassiline berserker, his sword biting and slashing like a silver snake.
Food was good, company better, and if I had been a cat, I'd have preferred.
You are a sick, sick man,” I told him. “Thank you,” Ben replied, looking modest.
You don’t have a silver spoon in your mouth. You have a golden spoon in your palms. Use it and feed yourself
Then I shall bid thee goodnight, my dear. Sweet pixies watch over the dusty moonlight of your dreams, Jessameine.
There are temptations more attractive than angels. Liberty, Patriotism, the good of humanity – words like that are the silver scales of the Tempter’s flaming wings
Out of old habit, I put my hand on my collarbone, touching a cross that was no longer there. I prayed silently.
You’re better than this, Adrian. Whatever the reason, you’re better than it. Don’t trick yourself into thinking you’re weaker than you are
Do you know where to find a party or something?” “I’m Adrian Ivashkov,” I declared. “The parties find me.
Darling" she said with a small laugh "Love doesn’t have anything to do with this." "It has very thing to do with it!" I exclaimed.
It's funny how three or four notes of anger can be struck at once, creating the perfect chord of fury.
I wanted to live in a house with walls painted in various shades of blue and green, instead of the eggshell hue that screamed renter.
No, I would not want to live in a world without dragons, as I would not want to live in a world without magic, for that is a world without mystery, and that is a world without faith.
What in the world is this abomination?” Lissa, only slightly more tactful, asked, “Adrian, is this some kind of joke?
It's a fact that people are afraid of what they don't understand. And most are too lazy or ignorant to find out more.
