#aught

Elizabeth’s entire body started to tremble as his lips began descending to hers. and she sought to forestall what her heart knew was inevitable by reasoning with him. “A gently bred Englishwoman,” she shakily quoted Lucinda’s lecture. “feels nothing stronger than affection. We do not fall in love.” His warm lips covered hers. “I’m a Scot,” he murmured huskily. “We do. ↗

— Judith McNaught

#elizabeth #ian #judith-mcnaught #love

On this Mother's Day and every day before and after, I thank you God for the precious gift of my three children. I love them unconditionally. ↗

— Ana Monnar

#daughter #mother #mother-s-love #sons #love

You shine like the sun and you move like water. Your eyes are the perfect mix of gray and brown, like fog in the woods, and you smell like lilacs in the summer. I think if you laughed, it would sound like music. ↗

— M. Leighton

#laughter #love

What I'd show you is much more bizarre than anything we have looked at so far, and I warn you in advance that the first impulse will be to laugh. That's all right. Laugh if you must. Just don't take your eye off what you see, for even in your imagination, here is a creature who can do you damage. ↗

— Stephen King

#laughter #mordred #imagination

What are you looking at?" Jordan demanded finally, watching her. "A dragon." When he looked bewildered she lifted her arm and pointed to the sky in the southeast. "Right there—that cloud—what do you see when you look at it?" "A fat cloud." Alexandra rolled her eyes at him. "What else do you see?" He was quiet for a moment studying the sky. "Five more fat clouds and three thin ones. ↗

— Judith McNaught

#jordan #judith-mcnaught #something-wonderful #dragons

oh, good, Pestilence is free," said Karou, heading towards the sculpture. Massive emperor and horse both wore gas masks, like every other statue in the place, and it had always put Karou in mind of the first horseman of the Apocalypse, Pestilence, sowing plaque with one outstretched arm. ↗

— Laini Taylor

#karou #pestilence #apocalypse

When I hear your name, I involuntarily clench my butt cheeks. Is that love? I don’t know—I’m not Nicholas Sparks.
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— Jarod Kintz

#clench #hear #hearing #knowledge #listen

I still remember her meandering Mississippi kiss. I sipped it like a riverboat captain in the desert. Ah, to be young and naughtily nautical. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#kiss #mississippi #naughty #nautical #riverboat-captain

When I was younger I was taught that a winner never quits, and a quitter never wins. ↗

— Angie Stone

#never #quits #quitter #taught #winner

I taught workshops at universities. I wrote for magazines. This took time and insane amounts of juggling, but it's how I earned a living. ↗

— Cheryl Strayed

#how #i #insane #juggling #living