Quotes About Velvet

Like a soft cloak of dark velvet, buttoned and studded with stars, the last night of spring lay soft over the ancient sandstone Abbey of Redwall.

The velvet darkness of his face

Their gazes met. His eyes swept her in a velvet caress, uncertainty stamped on his features. The night loomed between them, as dark and impenetrable as his eyes. Rowena had to look away. She forced herself to remember how he had used his body and her need as weapons to weave a punishing net of pleasure.

A single gleaming sword sat in the middle on a raised portion of the red velvet. Magda noticed an ornate gold and silver scabbard attached to a baldric lying on the floor. The scabbard was so striking that it could only belong with the sword.

Midnight glided across the landscape like a velvet bat.

The corners of his mouth twitched then he gave up the ghost and just flashed me one of those rare, full-on smiles that always made me catch my breath and stare. He's so damn beautiful and his smiles are sunshine in a black velvet sky, improbable and stunning.

There was a sudden commotion in front of us. The Seelie had just sifted in, minus V'Lane, in close proximity to Ryodan, Lor, and Fade. I wasn't sure who was more disgusted. Or homicidal. Velvet hissed. "You have no right to be here!" "Kill it." Ryodan said flatly. "Don't you dare!" I heard Jo snap. "Fucking faeries," Lor muttered.

For love is a mantle and love is a fire And love is a velvet dress; I have seen them pass as I roamed the moor In my rags and nakedness.

That low, velvet voice alone was enough to stir her desire. He smelled of horse and leather and his own subtle musk that she had become as addicted to as opium-eaters to the smell of their pipe smoke. As he bent closer and gave her an affectionate little cuddle, she but her lip with a vague pang of want. "Miss me?" he breathed in a seductive tone by her ear.

The room was dark and velvety from the royal blue wallpaper with its gold pattern, but even here the echo of the flaming day shimmered brassily on the picture frames, on doorknobs and glided borders, although it came through the filter of the dense greenery of the garden.

Las noches, estrelladas y solemnes, parecían altivas damas en terciopelos enjoyados.

Language is a smokescreen. A psycho in black velvet optioning mischief

He strode to the wall and tore aside one of the velvet hangings. "You want to tell me what this is?" he demanded. "It's a door, Jace," said Clary.

Metatron stood, like a statue clothed in deep green velvet, among the polished red-marble columns of the entrace hall, other families giving him a wide berth. That alone signified he was not in the best of humours.

Do none of you ever walk ?' I asked, baffled. 'And how do you keep from getting all over mud? she said. We both looked down. I was a good two inches deep in mud along all the bottom of today's skirt: bigger around than a wagon-wheel and made of purple velvet and silver lace. 'I don't,' I said glumly.

The heavy velvet hangings' deep dark closed us in all around, as if we lay inside his walled heart.

The Fist Kiss Came With Flame The first kiss came with flame She gave him a flame wine From her scarlet lips a flame wine The second kiss came with a sea-wish She became the sea to him The pride and anger of the sea she gave him Three times they had kissed A third time deep in her winding sea-velvet She moved in light-shifts of bright sea-velvet for him Again she came with a long kiss of stars She beckoned him to a tall dome of stars

He was waiting for me at the best table in the room, toying with a glass of white wine and listening to the pianist who was playing a piece by Granados with velvet fingers.

Horace, however, had arrayed himself in a Gothic assortment of crushed velvet, black satin, and patent leather that shouldn't have been allowed in my view. He might as well have I AM A VAMPIRE embroidered across the front of his watered-silk waistcoat. An outfit like that is going to get him staked one of these days; it's exactly what Boris Karloff would have worn, if he had joined the cast of Rocky Horror Motion Picture Show.

In the midst of affection and longing the iron hand appeared within the velvet glove....

In the town live witches nine: three in worsted, three in rags, and three in velvet fine...

But there were certain early days in Casterbridge- days of firmamental exhaustion which followed angry south-westerly tempests-when, if the sun shone, the air was like velvet.

It's a soft-sounding word, "never", but its velvety timbre can't hide its sharp edges.

When the Space Drift finally took place it was like everything-everything that is and has been and always will be-became for a moment like a huge thick velvet curtain, and everything that ever considered itself to be separate from anything else no longer was but only just for that moment, the moment of the Drift, while space was carrying away time in its soft dark folds like a lover.