Quotes About Embrace

Even if language is a living evolving organism, we don't have to embrace all the changes that occur during our lifetimes. If language is so alive, it can get sick.

Unless I am a part of everything I am nothing.

When you first learn to love hell, you will be in heaven.

I love you... and always I have a chair for you in the smallest parlor in the world, to wit, my heart.

What a constant creation life was! Any day, any hour, any minute, something good or bad happened and became part of you for a lifetime.

And there are no words left, try as men may, to describe that little death, that incandescent instant when, transacted with mutual love, there is no difference between sweet submission and exquisite conquest.

U mraku vidim kako ti o?i sjaju, a kad nam se lica dotaknu i tvoj dah ukrsti sa mojim, ja osetim sve godine naše ljubavi sažete u jedan jedini tren, i znam samo da postojimo ti i ja, ali pretopljeni na silnoj vatri naše duge, tajne i tajanstvene ljubavi, i pomešani nerazdvojno, zauvek. -

I don't plan anything any more. I just live my life.

No one knows what it means to be born and to live on the brink, between two worlds....to love and hate both, to hesitate and waver all one's life. To have two homelands and yet have none. To be everywhere at home and to remain forever a stranger. In short, to be torn on a rack, but as both victim and torturer at once.

Er det sant at du gjorde rent i huset mitt?" spurte hun. Å pokker… Det eneste svaret han hadde på det, var alt for avslørende. "Er det?" "Ja. Jeg gjorde det" "Jeg kommer til å klemme deg nå" Z stivnet, men før han rakk å komme seg unna, la armene hennes seg rundt midjen hans og hodet la seg mot den nakne brystkassen.

You just pounded yourself into me with all the finesse of a sweaty celibate breaking fast with a rented sex droid.

I feel so used. I find I like it.

Why is that? Why do we love each other?" "Because we are what we are, and we're both okay with it.

Roarke leaned over

Eve. He took both her hands, brought them to his lips. He wanted to gather her up, cover her in something soft, something beautiful. He wanted to hold her until every horrid memory was washed away. What you are is a miracle.

arms around her. "It wasn't that bad. Well, bad, but not

In a world of chance is there a better and a worse? We yield to a stranger's embrace or give ourselves to the waves; for the blink of an eyelid our vigilance relaxes; we are asleep; and when we awake, we have lost the direction of our lives. What are these blinks of an eyelid, against which the only defence is an eternal and inhuman wakefulness? Might they not be the cracks and chinks through which another voice, other voices, speak in our lives? By what right do we close our ears to them?

I speak to the broken halves of all our selves and tell them to embrace, loving the worst in us equally with the best.

The sun's touch is kind.

One must love what is nearest, one must love what is to hand, as a dog loves.

Life is such a glorious trauma, is it not?

Wrath dragged Beth into his arms and hugged her hard, talking in that other language again. When he pulled back, he ended the monologue with something like leelan. Beth: Is that vampire talk for bitch?

You are perfect the way you are. Blay's voice was strong. There is nothing wrong with who and what you have always been. I'm proud of you. And I love you. Now ... and always. Qhuinn's vision got wavy. Hard-core. I'm proud of you. And I love you, Blay repeated. Always. Forget about your old family ... you have me now. I am your family.

The male who'd just arrived laughed as he embraced Qhuinn. You have such a way with words, cousin. I would say...trucker meets sailor crossed with a twelve-year-old.