Quotes About Gleaming

Heavens," said Galdo in a deep, dramatic voice, "only one man living could have squeezed forth such a gleaming brown jewel-- this is the work of Squatting Calo, the Midnight Shitter!

Fear is shiny. Ruthless in the eyes.

Yolanda stood with her head cocked and her dark eyes gleaming, like a crow at the fence line.

Look for the hand that points the way, And take the path where children play. Then where the face with breath that sighs Bends to admire its gleaming eyes, You way is marked by lines of light That mean escape from endless night.

I love and reverence the Word, the bearer of the spirit, the tool and gleaming ploughshare of progress.

Here a tower shining bright Once stood gleaming in the night Where now There's just the rubble in the hole from "White City

Beware, lion's lady, for your predator is hungry tonight. He may not wait long before devouring you." "Devouring me?" she asked, challenge gleaming in her eyes. "What if I devour him first?

It is Wisdom, Wisdom's self which gleameth through me; severing my cloudiness which yet again mantles over me, fainting from it, through the darkness which for my punishment gathers upon me.

There seemed a strange stillness over everything; but as I listened I heard as if from down below in the valley the howling of many wolves. The Count's eyes gleamed, and he said:— "Listen to them—the children of the night. What music they make!

protective of his gleaming domain, beavering away in it alone like an obsessed scientist in a humid and luridly lit laboratory.

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.

What else are we to do with our obsessions? Do they feed us? Or are we simply scavenging our memories for one gleaming image to tell the truth of what is hunting us?

That unblinkingly vivid Japanese sun seems the blazing focus of the glassy ocean's immeasurable burning-glass.

The dull, hazy light played along the polished blade like water.

O sweet To-morrow!— After to-day There will away This sense of sorrow. Then let us borrow Hope, for a gleaming Soon will be streaming, Dimmed by no gray— No gray!

They have the divine eyes of little girls Who are amazed and laugh at everything that gleams.

Meet me tonight in Dreamland Where love's sweet roses bloom Come with the lovelight gleaming In your dear eyes of blue Meet me in Dreamland Sweet dreamy Dreamland There let my dreams come true They

Spick and span new.

God, those eyes of his were gleaming again. So blue, so bright, the color endless, like the sea. An ocean to swim in. To drown in. To die in.

the pole's center was a gleaming lump about the size of a person's head, which any Spacer would recognize as a small nickel-iron asteroid, as common in space as dead leaves were on the reforested surface. But rare down here, even after the Hard Rain.

They may as well have called the sun a ball of flaming joy.

The river this November afternoon Rests in an equipoise of sun and cloud: A glooming light, a gleaming darkness shroud Its passage. All seems tranquil, all in tune.

Soap shining beauty.

We all love X but want to fuck Z. Z is so gleaming, so crystalline, so unlikely to bitch at you for neglecting to take out the recycling. Nobody has to haggle with Z. Z doesn't wear a watch. Z is like a motorcycle with no one on it. Beautiful. Going nowhere.