#bound

I have a message for your daughter,” said Cale. “I am bound to her with cables that not even God can break. One day, if there is a soft breeze on her cheek, it may be my breath; one night, if the cool wind plays with her hair, it may be my shadow passing by.” And with this terrible threat he faced forward and the procession started once more. In less than a minute they were gone. In her shady room Arbell Swan-Neck stood white and cold as alabaster. ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#arbell #bound #break #breath #breeze

Whoever sets any bounds for the reconstructive power of the religious life over the social relations and institutions of men, to that extent denies the faith of the Master. ↗

— Walter Rauschenbusch

#bounds #denies #extent #faith #institutions

The hands on the clock never faulted, not for a second. One day ended; and a new began. If there was one thing on this earth that could be counted on, it was that. Time never paused to mourn the dead. That particular privilege is allotted to the living. It is for the survivor to mourn, bury the dead, and leave the rest to the earth. That is they way of it – the way of death - and the misery it leaves behind. ↗

— Patti Roberts

#death #death

What the public needs to understand is that these new technologies, especially in recombinant DNA technology, allow scientists to bypass biological boundaries altogether. ↗

— Jeremy Rifkin

#altogether #biological #boundaries #bypass #dna

Take off your coat." "Excuse me?" "Take it off." "No." "I want it off." "Then I suggest you hold your breath. Won't affect me in the slightest, but at least the suffocation will help pass the time for you. [Vishous to Jane] ↗

— J.R. Ward

#j-r-ward #jane #lover-unbound #vishous #help

Be in your own skin, as an act of self-loving. ↗

— H. Raven Rose

#presence #self-loving #love

I thought…” - Arelia “You thought we were making loud, passionate love?” he joked." - Lucus ↗

— Kira Saito

#bound #kira-saito #love

One thing concerns me a little, nick has a girlfriend, right? Well, how do you think she'll  feel about all of this? He probed. He had this look on his face that he always had when I'm doing something a little bit naughty. You know, something you can get away with, but it's still a bit dodgy. ↗

— Jessica Thompson

#love #overstepping-boundaries #love

The fictive is an emormous territory it turns out, its boundaries vague, and there is little certainty about where it begins and ends. ↗

— Siri Hustvedt

#fiction #writing-craft #men

On Jesus' rock, my life abounds; all other floors are slippery grounds. His love for me, is mercy band; any other love is sinking sand. ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#band #begotten-son #bible #christ #floor