#feather

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

— Anne Rice

#feather #invest #possibilities

As the eagle was killed by the arrow winged with his own feather, so the hand of the world is wounded by its own skill. ↗

— Helen Keller

#eagle #feather #hand #his #killed

The only interesting thing that can happen in a Swiss bedroom is suffocation by feather mattress. ↗

— Dalton Trumbo

#feather #happen #interesting #interesting thing #mattress

You will not be carried to Heaven lying at ease upon a feather bed. ↗

— Samuel Rutherford

#carried #ease #feather #heaven #lying

Matty,” Jane whispered, “what are you thinking?” He smiled, kissed her navel before glancing up at her. “Barbaric thoughts.” “You’re very pleased with yourself, aren’t you?” He laughed and slid up the length of her body. “I am. It’s such a powerful visual to know that my seed is responsible for the life within you and the incredibly arousing changes in your body. “And, I, of course, have nothing to do with it?” “Jane,” he whispered, “let me have my moment of male glory. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#jane #matthew #sinful-epilogue #change

Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time. ↗

— Jean Paul

#birthdays #broad #feathers #our #time

The only thing I have done religiously in my life is keep a journal. I have hundreds of them, filled with feathers, flowers, photographs, and words - without locks, open on my shelves. ↗

— Terry Tempest Williams

#feathers #filled #flowers #hundreds #i

Beth…Beth… He whispered her name in his mind, unwilling to break the spell that surrounded them with any sound. He did not want to hear his voice; the only sounds he desired were the soft inhalations of Beth’s breath, her sighs of pleasure, the brush of his body and hers as he loved her. She was beautiful, so perfect. He wanted to sit back and feast his eyes on her, sear her into his memory, lying like this, waiting for him. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#elizabeth #iain #temptation-and-twilight #beauty

The first time I met death, it was at a ball and we danced a waltz. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#isabella-s-imagination #seduction-and-scandal #death

But this night is not through. We’ve made love. And now, to the bed, where the f*cking will commence. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#jane #matthew #love