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sweet dark flames
Fiery and sweet, all at the same time. A flame in the dark, lighting my way. Richelle Mead
sweet eye hair
My captivity with Dimitri. The way his mouth—so, so warm, despite his cold skin—had kissed mine. The feel of his fangs pressing into my neck and the sweet bliss that followed... He looked exactly the same too, with that chalky white pallor and red-ringed eyes that so conflicted with the soft, chin-length brown hair and otherwise gorgeous lines of his face. He even had a leather duster on. Richelle Mead
sweet children heart
Of many magics, one is watching a beloved sleep: free of eyes and awareness, you for a sweet moment hold the heart of him; helpless, he is then all, and however irrationally, you have trusted him to be, man-pure, child-tender. Truman Capote
sweet boys hot
Oh...my...god,"Drew whimpered."Who..." Anubis ignored her (bless him for that) and held out his elbow for me - a sweet old-fashioned gesture. " May I have this dance?" "I suppose," I said,as non committally as I could. I looped my arm through his, and we left the Plastic Bags behind us, all of them muttering,"Oh my god! Oh my god!" No ,actually, I wanted to say. He's my amazingly hot boy god. Find your own. Rick Riordan
sweet eye sunshine
Eyes that displace the neighbor diamond, and outface that sunshine by their own sweet grace. Richard Crashaw
sweet nature shapes
Sweet is the lore which nature brings, our meddeling interlect mis-shapes the beautious forms of things. we murder to dissect William Wordsworth
sweet spring flower
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed Their snow-white blossoms on my head, With brightest sunshine round me spread Of spring's unclouded weather, In this sequestered nook how sweet To sit upon my orchard-seat! And birds and flowers once more to greet, My last year's friends together. William Wordsworth
sweet lying heart
Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will; Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still! William Wordsworth
sweet memories heart
Sweet Mercy! to the gates of heaven This minstrel lead, his sins forgiven; The rueful conflict, the heart riven With vain endeavour, And memory of Earth's bitter leaven Effaced forever. William Wordsworth
memories tonight body
Tonight, I feel like my whole body is made out of memories. I'm a mix-tape, a cassette that's been rewound so many times you can hear the fingerprints smudged on the tape. Rob Sheffield
memories old-friends
Old friends are memories personified. Richard Paul Evans
memories real giving
I nearly dropped the plate I held. "You've asked me out tons of times." "Not really. I've made inapproprite suggestions and frequently pushed for nudity. But I've never asked you out on a real date. And, if memory serves, you did say you'd give me a fair chance once I let you clean out my trust fund." "I didn't clean it out," I scoffed. Richelle Mead
memories eye kissing
That’s the last time you’re going to kiss me,” I warned when it ended. He smiled knowingly, and in his eyes, I could see his own memories of that night. “So you say. Richelle Mead
memories arrows way
Time's arrow, we are told, is a one-way thing. . . Memory's arrow, like the needle of a compass too close to a lodestone, spins in all directions. Russell Hoban
memories kids dust
As I would soon learn myself, cleaning up what a parent leaves behind stirs up dust, both literal and metaphorical. It dredges up memories. You feel like you’re a kid again, poking around in your parents’ closet, only this time there’s no chance of getting in trouble, so you don’t have to be so sure that everything gets put back exactly where it was before you did your poking around. Still, you hope to find something, or maybe you fear finding something, that will completely change your conception of the parent you thought you knew. Roz Chast
memories heart scotland
I certainly treasure the memory and indeed the picture, which still hangs in my house in Scotland, of Ronnie Barker and I with the Choir when we came to Wales to shoot our Welsh choir section of the "Two Ronnies" programme. You are very close to my heart. Ronnie Corbett
memories thinking things-in-life
Memories are the best things in life, I think. Romy Schneider
memories ideas imagination
This, in fact, is the power of the imagination, which, combining the memory of gold with that of the mountain, can compose the idea of a golden mountain. Umberto Eco
heart lads lost lovely seem
He just went AWOL (absent without leave) on us. I think he just lost his heart for the battle. But he was a lovely lad. They all seem to be lovely lads from Trinidad. S. Hughes
heart henry moment native people presidents struggling
Henry was an acquaintance of presidents and kings, but his heart was always with the native people of Hawaii, who are still struggling for their moment in the sun, Daniel Inouye
heart lion mind
Have the heart of a lion and the mind of an eagle. Roberto Torres
heart
Her heart had just been working too hard. Sandra Ritchey
hearts open rest
...here's to all the dreamers, may our open hearts find rest. Nanci Griffith
heart period third tonight year
He's been so much-maligned all year long but tonight his heart was as big as the building, especially in that third period he played. John Tortorella
heart led toughness veterans
I thought our veterans led the way for us with a lot of toughness and heart. Tommy Amaker
heart incredible soul
He's been incredible for us all year. He's been the heart and soul of our team. Drew Sullivan
heart soul may
Oh Lord, purify my soul from all its stains. Warm my heart with the love of thee, animate my sluggish nature and fix my inconstancy, and volatility, that I may not be weary in well doing, William Wilberforce