#bride

Be there a picnic for the devil, an orgy for the satyr, and a wedding for the bride. ↗

— Roman Payne

#devil #payne #picnic #poem #poetry

It was post war. It was very gray, very dreary. Everything was still rationed when I first saw the United States in 1951. I went over to visit my sister who was a war bride. ↗

— John Mahoney

#dreary #everything #first #gray #i

Always a bridesmaid never a bride my foot! ↗

— Peter O'Toole

#bride #foot #never

I remember when I was in school, they would ask, 'What are you going to be when you grow up?' and then you'd have to draw a picture of it. I drew a picture of myself as a bride. ↗

— Gwen Stefani

#ask #bride #draw #drew #going

That is ever the way. Tis all jealousy to the bride and good wishes to the corpse. ↗

— J. M. Barrie

#corpse #ever #good #good wishes #jealousy

Here lies a she sun, and a he moon there; She gives the best light to his sphere; Or each is both, and all, and so They unto one another nothing owe; And yet they do, but are So just and rich in that coin which they pay, That neither would, nor needs forbear, nor stay; Neither desires to be spared nor to spare. They quickly pay their debt, and then Take no acquittances, but pay again; They pay, they give, they lend, and so let fall No such occasion to be liberal. More truth, more courage in these two do shine, Than all thy turtles have and sparrows, Valentine. ↗

— John Donne

#bridegroom #love #passion #sexuality #wedding

And each stroke of his tongue ripped off skin after successive skin, all the skins of a life in the world, and left behind a nascent patina of shining hairs. My earrings turned back to water and trickled down my shoulders; I shrugged the drops off my beautiful fur. ↗

— Angela Carter

#the-bloody-chamber #the-tigers-bride #transformation #beauty

Moonlight, white satin, roses. A bride. ↗

— Angela Carter

#bride #majestic #beauty

Her first impression had been that he was ugly— huge and gangly with eerie transparent eyes. But when he’d smiled at her, lights danced across those blue eyes like sparkles on a river, and she’d seen beauty in his unfamiliar features. How could anyone with a smile that warm be evil or untrustworthy? After she got over her initial fear, she even found the man’s size appealing and powerfully masculine. Fireflies flitted and glowed in her stomach whenever their eyes met. ↗

— Bonnie Dee

#captive-bride #huiann #beauty

Every bride is beautiful. It’s like newborn babies or puppies. They can’t help it. ↗

— Emme Rollins

#beauty #bride #brides #cute #newborns