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sadness voice rose
Rose you can't go." This time the sadness in Lissa's voice was mirrored though the bond, flooding into me. "It's not that Dimitri didn't ask to see you. He asked specifically not to see you. Richelle Mead
sadness arrows dull
I’m not clear enough in the head to feel anything but varieties of dull anger and arrows of sadness. Virginia Woolf
sadness weight wonder
The weight of sadness was in wonder lost. William Wordsworth
sadness light use
I sometimes use a lot of light greens and greys when I feel there is sadness in the painting. Robert Ryan
sadness matter nothing-matters
Come into my life, here where nothing matters. Come into my life, roll away the gloom. Robert Plant
sadness mirrors light
He was looking at me, jsut as I'd thought he would be, but like Bert's, his light was not what I expected. No pity, no sadness: nothing had changed. I realized all the times I'd felt people stare at me, their faces had been pictures, abstracts. None of them were mirrors, able to reflect back the expression I thought one I wore, the feelings only I felt. Sarah Dessen
sadness relief empty
I feel empty, not because of sadness, but because of relief, all the tension flowing out of me. Veronica Roth
sadness heart remember
A good cry can be wonderful sometimes, and sadness is nothing more than love announced. Sadness and Unhappiness are not the same thing, and it is good to remember that. And there is this: sadness cleanses the heart. Neale Donald Walsch
sadness space together
She was experiencing the same odd happiness and odd sadness as then. The sadness meant: We are at the last station. The happiness meant: We are together. The sadness was form, the happiness content. Happiness filled the space of sadness. Milan Kundera
tears cry lows
I still have highs and lows, maybe I don't cry salty tears as much. Sarah Silverman
tears eternity babe
Every tear from every eyeBecomes a babe in eternity. William Blake
tears repentance anguish
The tears of anguish irritate and excite; but those of repentance are the ones that wash. Miguel de Unamuno
tears sadism savages
Tears gratify a savage nature, they do not melt it. Publilius Syrus
tears lasts produce
Some tears belong to us because we are unfortunate; others, because we are humane; many, because we are mortal. But most are caused by our being unwise. It is these last only that of necessity produce more. Leigh Hunt
tears
Nothing dries sooner than a tear. Marcus Tullius Cicero
tears world facts
The facts of this world seen clearly are seen through tears. Margaret Atwood
tears glory shoulders
Glory is a shroud that posterity often tears from the shoulders of those who wore it when living. Pierre Jean de Beranger
tears lasts useless
I find you in these tears, few, useless and here at last. Don't come back. Philip Levine
flow good interrupt tragedy
I think it's a tragedy when you have things like this that interrupt the flow of good legislative policy.
flow guys june middle playing
I think the guys are just getting in the flow of the season. If it were the middle of June and we were playing this way I'd be upset.
flows foot invisible obedience path river
How will you find good? It is not a thing of choice; it is a river that flows from the foot of the invisible throne, and flows by the path of obedience George Eliot
flower night urban-legends
'American Horror' goes for a very specific kind of Seventies suburban downer ambience - 'Flowers in the Attic' paperbacks, Black Sabbath album covers and late-night flicks like 'Let's Scare Jessica to Death.' It even has 'Go Ask Alice'-era urban legends. Rob Sheffield
flower years nuts
Some persons resemble certain trees, such as the nut, which flowers in February and ripens its fruit in September; or the juniper and the arbutus; which take a whole year or more to perfect their fruit; and others, the cherry, which takes between two an three months. Richard Whately
flower butterfly sky
Without butterflies, the world would soon have few flowers. There is enough room in the sky for all flyers. Trina
flower long stories
Long as there's a sun that sets, Primroses will have their glory; Long as there are violets, They will have a place in story: There's a flower that shall be mine, 'Tis the little Celandine.
flower dancing fluttering
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
flower sleep heart
The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune.