#greet

We will, in fact, be greeted as liberators. ↗

— Dick Cheney

#greeted #in fact #liberators #will

How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains! ↗

— John Muir

#gives #glorious #greeting #how #mountains

I sat with him for three hours and we did not exchange a single word. At the end he handed me, as he had done before, an envelope with money in it. It would have been much nicer if he had enclosed a greeting or a loving word. I would have been so pleased if he had. ↗

— Eva Braun

#before #did #done #enclosed #end

I like conventions. I like meeting and greeting. I'm perched on that edge where I'm getting more attention than I quite know what to do with, though. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#conventions #edge #getting #greeting #i

Skulduggery." "Fletcher." Fletcher stuck out his hand. Skulduggery observed it for a moment. "I'm sorry, what are we doing now?" "Shaking hands," Fletcher said. "Like adults. I just want you to know that this past year has changed me. I've grown, as a person. I'm not the same Fletcher you used to know. "You look a lot like him." "Well, yeah, but-" "And you have the same ridiculous hair." "Can we just shake hands?" "Of course we can," Skulduggery said, and they shook. "Now what?" "I, uh...I don't really know. What do adults usually do after they shake hands?" "Generally, the first thing they do is let go." "Oh, right," Fletcher said, and Skulduggery took his hand back. "So, Skulduggery, how have you been? You're looking well. That's a really nice tie. "It's blue." "And such a nice shade." Skulduggery looked at Valkyrie. "You promised me he wouldn't be annoying. ↗

— Derek Landy

#greet #hair #shake #change

A new year brings not only happiness, it makes us happy with a hope to fulfill our dreamz or a new beginning of our life. So, a new year is very special to everyone. ↗

— Santonu Kumar Dhar

#happy-new-year #new-year #santonu-dhar #life

I ignore Hallmark Holidays. And this comes from a guy who has sold a million Opus greeting cards. ↗

— Berkeley Breathed

#comes #greeting #guy #hallmark #holidays

And if you don't believe the sun will rise, stand alone and greet the coming night in the last remaining light. ↗

— Chris Cornell

#believe #coming #greet #last #light

Don't tell your friends about your indigestion. "How are you" is a greeting, not a question. ↗

— Arthur Guiterman

#friends #greeting #how #indigestion #question

And yet here he was, looking at Jem Carstairs, a boy so fragile-looking that he appeared to be made out of glass, with the hardness of his expression slowly dissolving into tentative uncertainty. "You are not really dying," he said, the oddest tone to his voice, "are you?" Jem nodded. "So they tell me." "I am sorry," Will said. "No", Jem said softly. He drew his jacket aside and took a knife from the belt at his waist. "Don't be ordinary like that. Don't say you're sorry. Say you'll train with me." He held the knife to Will, hilt first. Charlotte held her breath, afraid to move. She felt as if she were watching something very important happen, though she could not have said what. Will reached out and took the knife, his eyes never leaving Jem's face. His fingers brushed the other boy's as he took the weapon from him. It was the first time, Charlotte thought that she had ever seen him touch any other person willingly. "I'll train with you," he said. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#brothers #first-greeting #jem-will #parabatai #tears