#feather

Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all. ↗

— Emily Dickinson

#hope #inspirational #souls #inspirational

You kissed me, and I opened my eyes and thought you were Death. You were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, and I clung to the memory of you because it gave me comfort—the only bit of happiness I had ever had. You were my secret fantasy, my lover. My story… Lord Death is you, and the woman he stalks…is me.” “Why have you come,” he asked, “when you now know the truth?” “Because when you saved me, you forged a link between us. I don’t believe it will ever break.” “Bella,” he whispered, “I couldn’t allow you to take your life. Couldn’t bear the thought of existing in a world that you did not. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#isabella #jude #seduction-and-scandal #beauty

A pun is not bound by the laws which limit nicer wit. It is a pistol let off at the ear; not a feather to tickle the intellect. ↗

— Charles Lamb

#ear #feather #intellect #laws #limit

Coaches will do what they can but it doesn't necessarily bother me. You are an international referee for a reason. If things like that are going to ruffle your feathers, don't bother doing the job. ↗

— Alan Lewis

#coaches #doing #feathers #going #international

Because the heart beats under a covering of hair, of fur, feathers, or wings, it is, for that reason, to be of no account? ↗

— Jean Paul

#beats #because #covering #feathers #fur

Invest in a feather duster - the possibilities are endless. ↗

— Anne Rice

#feather #invest #possibilities

Peter was 2 years and 10 months old when we began to study him. He was afraid of a white rat, and this fear extended to a rabbit, a fur coat, a feather, cotton wool, etc., but not to wooden blocks and similar toys. ↗

— Mary C. Jones

#began #blocks #coat #cotton #etc

I don't need to have three feather pillows in my trailer. I just don't work that way. ↗

— Dominic Monaghan

#i #just #need #pillows #three

...It’s always only ever been you. And it always will be, Beth. You have my heart. My love. And my regret that I am not the man you deserve. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#iain #temptation-and-twilight #love

Jude,” she whispered as she touched his face. “I’m so frightened of this. This bind that links us. It whispers to me to take what you’re offering, but I fear the consequences. I have lived the consequences.” His fingertips traced the column of her throat down over the swells of her breasts where they lingered until her breath caught. “I am not your father, Isabella, and you are not your mother.” “I know, but—” “There are no certainties in life,” he murmured as he lowered his head and kissed the apex of her breast where her heart hammered so hard. “But I can give you this certainty. I love you. And I want you. I have wanted you for so long, and that feeling has only grown. There must be trust between us, Isabella. Passion is not enough for me. I want more from you.” “You ask for so much,” she said, then trailed off. “Not any more than I am offering you. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#isabella #jude #seduction-and-scandal #life