#some

I need to pull away from this - She gestured between them languidly - "because When I'm with you, I lose my balance. I don't feel calm and happy. She leaned forward, and Kane swallowed down his immediate urge to leap across the table and crush her thin lips under his. "When I am with you," Claire said, her accent rolling through the words like thunder, "I am a starving lion, raging at my captivity. ↗

— Louisa Edwards

#kane #love #some-like-it-hot #love

I don't know you. I'll give you that very easily. I DON'T know you. I only know things about you, the colour of your hair, the shape of your shoulders, the pools of brown eye, very seductive. I know your temperament. I know some of your expressions. I have a collection of words written by you. You share a few ideas. You use too many adjectives. But I don't know anything about who, exactly, you are, in fact. ↗

— Bill Shapiro

#love

I'm not ready to get married, but I have a pretty great family and I'd like that too, someday. ↗

— Kristen Stewart

#get #get married #great #i #like

BREAKING NEWS: You're awesome and designed for success; live this day accordingly! ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#design #live #news #success #design

Evolution seems to close the heart to some of the plainest spiritual truths while it opens the mind to the wildest guesses advanced in the name of science. ↗

— William Jennings Bryan

#close #evolution #guesses #heart #mind

As a man, I instantly became aware of the gold in her hair, her height measured against mine, and how easily she'd fit in my arms. ~Ren ↗

— Colleen Houck

#colleen-houck #fiction #romance #teen #tigers-curse

Oh my gosh, is that an iPhone?!" Laurel asked, her voice unconsciously rising in pitch and volume. Tamani looked up at her, his expression blank."Yeah?" "He has an iPhone," Laurel said to David. "My faerie sentry who generally lives without running water has an iPhone. That's. Just. Great. Everyone in the whole world has a cell phone except me. That's awesome. ↗

— Aprilynne Pike

#laurel #tamani #awesome

Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see. ↗

— C. S. Lewis

#large #letters #miracles #same #see

Write the kind of story you would like to read. People will give you all sorts of advice about writing, but if you are not writing something you like, no one else will like it either. ↗

— Meg Cabot

#advice #either #else #give #kind

Kaladin screamed, reaching the end of the bridge. Finding a tiny surge of strength somewhere, he raised his spear and threw himself off the end of the wooden platform, launching into the air above the cavernous void. Bridgemen cried out in dismay. Syl zipped about him with worry. Parshendi looked up with amazement as a lone bridgeman sailed through the air toward them. His drained, worn-out body barely had any strength left. In that moment of crystallized time, he looked down on his enemies. Parshendi with their marbled red and black skin. Soldiers raising finely crafted weapons, as if to cut him from the sky. Strangers, oddities in carapace breastplates and skullcaps. Many of them wearing beards. Beards woven with glowing gemstones. Kaladin breathed in. Like the power of salvation itself—like rays of sunlight from the eyes of the Almighty—Stormlight exploded from those gemstones. It streamed through the air, pulled in visible streams, like glowing columns of luminescent smoke. Twisting and turning and spiraling like tiny funnel clouds until they slammed into him. And the storm came to life again. ↗

— Brandon Sanderson

#climax #epiphany #inspirational #inspirational