#stone

The four cornerstones of character on which the structure of this nation was built are: Initiative, Imagination, Individuality and Independence. ↗

— Eddie Rickenbacker

#character #cornerstones #four #imagination #independence

The crimson satin lining gleamed in the firelight, and so, too, did his eyes. When he looked up at her, there was a mist to them once again. “Little magpie,” he whispered as he looked at the black onyx ring. “You gave up everything for this, didn’t you?” She nodded. “That is how much I trust you. Everything I had hidden away in that biscuit jar went to this. All my worldly goods are in that ring, Jude.” “Then I will take it and hold it close, and never give you cause for regret.” He put the ring on his index finger, and Isabella grinned. How perfect it looked—how utterly sensual. She wanted that ringed hand on her body, comforting her. Loving her. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#isabella #jude #seduction-and-scandal #love

Yes." His gaze grew distant. "If I'd have the chance, if my position permitted, I would have pleaded with her not to accept the mission because of the danger, and because I couldn't bear the thought of..." "Of losing her? ↗

— Kristen Britain

#karigan #king-zachary #love #mapstone #love

This had to be Hell.Well, my Hell, and funnily enough, my Hell was in a church, surrounded by people I—either do or did—love. ↗

— Elizabeth Morgan

#elizabeth-morgan #stepping-stones #sweet-romance #love

It says: "Baltic Amber, fifty million years old and full of fire; warm, and enduring like love". Wonderfully romantic, don't you think? Only I don't know how to differntiate thestuff from plain old yellow stones. ↗

— Meg Rosoff

#stones #love

I am obsessed with you, with possessing you and you fucking love it, it gets you off knowing that you have that over me, you have all the power. ↗

— Kitty Berry

#kitty-berry #stoned #love

And alien tears will fill for him pity's long broken urn. For his mourners will all be outcast men, and outcasts always mourn. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#men

A radiant glow enveloped Alaura. Soft eruptions of various shades of effervescent green danced in the air and frolicked in the locks of her dark blonde hair. Whispers of yellows and blues revealed themselves near the skin, kissing the air with each leap. ↗

— Diane Lynn McGyver

#magic #shadows-in-the-stone #inspirational

She reached for his wrist, clutched it. “How do I look?” “Hurt. Pained. Destroyed.” “If I could look into your eyes, what would I see in them, Iain?” “Devastation. Shame for what I was. Hatred for the vanity and arrogance of my youth. A love for you that has never, ever died, but has only grown and matured, and become all-consuming. Tears,” he said, and pressed his face to hers so she could “see” them. “Because I know it is truly over now that the truth is out, and I don’t know how I’m going to live without you. Forgive me,” he whispered, then stole a kiss from her lips. “Forgive me, and the boy I was, and the man I turned out to be. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#elizabeth #iain #temptation-and-twilight #forgiveness

Education is a human right with immense power to transform. On its foundation rest the cornerstones of freedom, democracy and sustainable human development. ↗

— Kofi Annan

#democracy #development #education #foundation #freedom