#bennet

I just want to see you come apart." I wanted to tell her that she was witnessing it now, and in all honesty she'd been watching it happen for weeks. ↗

— Christina Lauren

#sweet #beauty

I say that I'm not into you like that, Camryn, because..," he pauses, searching my face, looking at my lips for a moment as if deciding whether or not he should kiss them again, "...because you're not the girl I could only sleep with once. ↗

— J.A. Redmerski

#camryn-and-andrew #camryn-bennett #cute #funny #j-a-redmerski

Bill Bennett really became an idol for me. I listened to him every morning from 6 to 9 for, oh, years. ↗

— Jonathan Krohn

#bennett #bill #every #him #i

I listened to Bill Bennett and tons of other talk show hosts who talked about that and other policies and started branching out and caring about other issues in regards to politics. ↗

— Jonathan Krohn

#bennett #bill #caring #hosts #i

And with regard to the resentment of his family, or the indignation of the world, if the former were excited by his marrying me, it would not give me one moment's concern-- and the world in general would have too much sense to join in the scorn. ↗

— Jane Austen

#elizabeth-bennet #jane-austen #family

I imagine she came out of the birth canal holding a cupcake and a spatula. ↗

— Katja Millay

#imagination

Peter was now standing very close - as if he wanted to comfort me - as if he knew how hurt I felt that Mrs Knowles had not asked me to play or to sing. And I did feel comforted. It was as if a tide of warmth was carrying me out of myself, inclining me to trust him and to conduct myself well. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#jennifer-paynter #love #loyalty #mary-bennet #peter-bushell

At that moment a solitary violin struck up. But the music was not dance music; it was more like a song - a solemn, sweet song. (I know now that it was Beethoven's Romance in F.) I listened, and suddenly it was as if the fog that surrounded me had been penetrated, as if I were being spoken to. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#jennifer-paynter #love #mary-bennet #message #music

What did you see when you died?" He has that tenative half smile, like he's almost embarrassed by what he's saying. "Because I'm guessing it wasn't the Sea of Tranquility." And when I look at him, I'm not so sure it wasn't. “Where did you go?" His voice drops just slightly and loses even the suggestion of a smile. He's watching me like he's not sure he's allowed to ask the question, and he's not even sure he wants the answer. I can almost see his grandfather's words and Josh's doubts about them swimming in his head. On every side of me are the lights and the tools and the wood and the boots and the boy I want to see forever. And if the my Sea of Tranquility were real, it would be this place, here, with him. I don't say anything right away, because I just want one minute to look at his face before I give him my last secret. And then I tell him. "Your garage. ↗

— Katja Millay

#favourite-scene #josh-bennett #katja-millay #love #soul-mates

It’s about the dream of second chances,” he says finally. He hasn’t raised his eyes from the paper on his desk and I feel him looking at me without looking when he uses his grandfather’s words. “The narrator doesn’t respect the beauty of life and the world around her, so it crushes her into the ground and once she’s dead, she realizes everything she took for granted and didn’t see right in front of her while she was alive. She’s begging for another chance to live again so she can appreciate it this time.” “And does she get that chance?” she asks Josh while I desperately focus on the poster of literary terms on the wall and wait for absolution. When it comes, I barely hear it. “She does. ↗

— Katja Millay

#beauty