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What men call the shadow of the body is not the shadow of the body, but is the body of the soul.


Oscar Wilde


#soul #men

She tossed her towel on her dresser and turned to the bed where shed left her PJs. Only it wasn't just her PJs on the bed anymore. Lucas, eyes wide, sat on the foot of her bed, about four feet from where she stood completely naked. She squealed. He laughed. She dashed for the towel. Once she had it around her, she glared from a still grinning Lucas to the door. "I'm killing Della!" He laughed again. "I'm afraid I might have to protect her for this one.


C.C. Hunter


#chosen-at-nightfall #fun #kylie #lucas #naked

By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes. (Act 4, Scene 1)


William Shakespeare


#macbeth #acting

Mentioning violence to Bruce was like mentioning chocolate sauce to a six-year-old.


Robert Muchamore


#chocolate #james-adams #robert-muchamore #shadow-wave #violence

The brightest flame casts the darkest shadow.


George R.R. Martin


#song

I didn’t ask. Some things are better left unsaid. He looked at me and I shivered. I never get enough of him. Never will. He lives. I breathe. I want. Him. Always. Fire to my ice. Ice to my fever. Later we would go to bed, and when he rose over me, dark and vast and eternal, I’d know joy.


Karen Marie Moning


#karen-marie-moning #shadowfever #rose

The three cards were the Moon, the Empress, and the Ace of Cups. Ambrose leaned over my shoulder to peer at the cards. "Ooh,' he said. "Very interesting." Rhonda glanced up at him. "Hush. You don't know what you're talking about.


Richelle Mead


#frostbite #rhonda #richelle-mead #shadow-kiss #vampire-academy

He strips his shirt over his head and I catch my breath, watching those long hard muscles ripple. I know how his shoulders look, bunched, when he's on top of me, how his face gets tight with lust, as he eases inside me. "Who am I?" "Jericho" "Who are you?" He kicks off his boots, steps out of his pants. He's commando tonight. My breath whooshes out of me in a run-on word: "Whogivesafuck?


Karen Marie Moning


#mac #shadowfever #lust

This explosive psychological 'sneaking' occurs when a woman suppresses large parts of self into the shadows of the psyche. In the view of analytical psychology, the repression of both negative and positive instincts, urges, and feelings into the unconscious causes them to inhabit a shadow realm. While the ego and superego attempt to continue to censor the shadow impulses, the very pressure that repression causes is rather like a bubble in the sidewall of a tire. Eventually, as the tire revolves and heats up, the pressure behind the bubble intensifies, causing it to explode outward, releasing all the inner content. The shadow acts similarlyY We find that by opening the door to the shadow realm a little, and letting out various elements a few at a time, relating to them, finding use for them, negotiating, we can reduce being surprised by shadow sneak attacks and unexpected explosions.


Clarissa Pinkola Estés


#shadow #unexpected

They didn't understand, for we were Shakespeare, and they were mere actors in the play.


Cassandra Giovanni


#walking-in-the-shadows #ya-romance #ya-thriller #thriller






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