#seven

The whole thing becomes like this evil enchantment from a fairy tale, but you're made to believe the spell can never be broken. ↗

— Jess C. Scott

#abused #abused-women #anger #crime #crime-fiction

Fourscore and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. ↗

— Abraham Lincoln

#ago #brought #conceived #continent #created

If you'll excuse a brief history lesson: most people didn't experience 'the sixties' until the seventies. Which meant, logically, that most people in the sixties were still experiencing the fifties--or, in my case, bits of both decades side by side. Which made things rather confusing. ↗

— Julian Barnes

#seventies #sixties #experience

I'm a widower with three sons and seven grandchildren. One of my sons is my partner on the ranch. ↗

— Wilford Brimley

#i #partner #ranch #seven #sons

The tension drained from her face and she softened in his hold until she was again the fluid, responsive woman who had kissed him within an inch of his life. This time he knew better than to restrain her when she slipped from the bed. He bit back an appeal for her to stay with him. If his life depended on it, he couldn’t say whether he wanted her to stay an hour, a day, or forever. ↗

— Anna Campbell

#jonas #seven-nights #sidonie #life

You can get awful famous in this country in seven days. ↗

— Gary Hart

#country #days #famous #get #seven

As for me, I had found love, and that was a gift worth suffering for. ↗

— Juliet Marillier

#love

The Summer of Love had already given way to the the winter of Who the f--k are you? ↗

— Jaffe Cohen

#seventies #love

And I'll never forget the first time I took the possibility to project sound every day for six or seven hours with special devices which were built for me. ↗

— Karlheinz Stockhausen

#day #devices #every #every day #first

He would have told her - he would have said, it matters not if you are here or there, for I see you before me every moment. I see you in the light of the water, in the swaying of the young trees in the spring wind. I see you in the shadows of the great oaks, I hear your voice in the cry of the owl at night. You are the blood in my veins, and the beating of my heart. You are my first waking thought, and my last sigh before sleeping. You are - you are bone of my bone, and breath of my breath. ↗

— Juliet Marillier

#sevenwaters #young