#crossed

Before I had crossed the threshold of my church I was made to realize that I was shepherd of a divided flock. ↗

— Anna Howard Shaw

#church #crossed #divided #flock #had

Two little dark figures, looking up. Are they looking at me? Is is him? This far away there's only one way to know. I point to the sky. ↗

— Ally Condie

#dystopian-fiction #teen-fiction #teen

Next to being married, a girl likes to be crossed in love a little now and then. ↗

— Jane Austen

#crossed #girl #likes #little #love

One is not idle because one is absorbed. There is both visible and invisible labor. To contemplate is to toil, to think is to do. The crossed arms work, the clasped hands act. The eyes upturned to Heaven are an act of creation. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#arms #because #both #contemplate #creation

I've always known I wanted to be an actor. It never crossed my mind to be anything else. I think I probably decided for sure when I saw 'Sounder'. ↗

— Christopher Judge

#always #anything #crossed #decided #else

I belong to a nation which over the past centuries has experienced many hardships and reverses. The world reacted with silence or with mere sympathy when Polish frontiers were crossed by invading armies and the sovereign state had to succumb to brutal force. ↗

— Lech Walesa

#belong #brutal #centuries #crossed #experienced

Every singly lifetime, I'll choose you. Just as you have chosen me. Forever. ↗

— Lauren Kate

#heartwarming #incarnation #life #love #starcrossed

It crossed our minds early on that the more an audience cared - we were working before, on average, 240, live people. If you could get them caring - the more they cared, the harder they laughed. ↗

— Norman Lear

#average #before #cared #caring #could

I have the utmost respect for those who have come to this country legally and have contributed to the great melting pot that is America today. But those who have crossed our borders illegally have broken the law and the law ought to be enforced. ↗

— Bob Ney

#borders #broken #come #contributed #country

The poets say some moths will do anything out of love for a flame [...] The moth takes off again, and we both step back, because he's circling at eye level now and seems to have lost rudder control, smacking into the wall on each round. He circles lower and lower, spinning around the candle in tighter revolutions, like a soap sud over an open drain. A few times he seems to touch the flame, but dances off unhurt. Then he ignites like a ball of hair, curling into an oily puff of fumes with a hiss. The candle flame flickers and dims for a moment, then burns as bright as before. Moth Smoke Lingers. ↗

— Mohsin Hamid

#insects #love #moth #smoke #star-crossed