#shapes

Dreams are a wish your heart makes. Make them come true! ↗

— L.M. David

#vampire-romance #dreams

A shadow crossed Andrea's face. "I don't want to be his TWT-IHFB." "What does that mean?" "That Weird Thing I Haven't Fucked Before." I choked. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#kate-daniels #shapeshifter #vampyre #funny

Feeling Robyn grow still, Shay’s heart stopped for a microsecond. Dread cut through her like ice. She looked at the female and noticed her staring at Shay’s upper thigh. She swallowed hard, afraid of what the woman might be thinking of her now, of the symbol tattooed into her skin. Just under the denim, but poking out enough, was the brand she’d worn her whole life. The dark moon rising out of the clouds. The mark of the Onyx Pack ↗

— Lia Davis

#ashwood-falls #lia-davis #romance #shapeshifter #wolf

He's naked," she said in a whisper louder than a yell. "He knows," Cyrus said. "Does he want a blanket?" "Apparently not. ↗

— Dominique Eastwick

#paranormal-romance #rubenesque #shapeshifter-romance #were-tiger #wiccan-haus

The public is not to see where power lies, how it shapes policy, and for what ends. Rather, people are to hate and fear one another. ↗

— Noam Chomsky

#ends #fear #hate #how #lies

There is an idea, the basis of an internal structure, expanded and split into different shapes or groups of sound constantly changing in shape, direction, and speed, attracted and repulsed by various forces. ↗

— Edgard Varese

#basis #changing #constantly #different #different shapes

For life is but a dream whose shapes return, some frequently, some seldom, some by night and some by day. ↗

— James Thomson

#dream #frequently #life #night #return

Every second is mapped out and he has this total childish fascination with color and shapes and sequences. ↗

— Meg White

#color #every #every second #fascination #mapped

The sizes and shapes of the panels have never been important to my stories. It has always been the words and images that drew me in, kind of like watching a movie. ↗

— Jaime Hernandez

#been #drew #images #important #kind

How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#birds #came #dawn #did #does