Quotes About Pale

Curses of vanished elders echoed down on me; too pretty, too soft, too pale, eyes far too full of the Devil, ah, that devilish smile

Maharet's skin, which had been so pale and almost luminous in life, so like the inner lining of a seashell.

A great fleecy cloud had released the moon, and high above us loomed the dark outline of the tower. One long window showed the pale sky beyond it.

Even to the young who look me, it is a difficult realization that they might become as pale and hard as I am.

I was too pale of soul, too numbed, to used to seeing all things as figments in a series of unconnected dreams.

As for the vampire woman's skin it was perfectly white, and so totally without a touch of humanity that it sent a chill through me. But her expression, which manifested itself almost entirely by a smile, was cordial and curious in the extreme.

Your soul may be the epitome of putrescent decay, but apart from minor scarring you know perfectly well that you are quite decadently appealing. His pale eyes widened, and then he explored in laughter. I don't know which enchants me more, putrescent decay or decadently appealing.

Make certain you tell them you are not my sister. Your sister? Why should anyone believe such an absurdity? she said hotly, shaken by the very notion. He touched her then. His elegant, pale hand reached out and touched her chin, tilting her face up to his. He looked at her carefully, his dark green eyes revealing only cursory interest. I cannot imagine, he said after a moment.

I saw in a blue haze all the world poured flat and pale between the mountains

It's a sun lamp. I thought you might be tired of your pasty-pale complexion. (Chris) Christopher, I happen to be a Viking in the middle of winter in Minnesota. Lack of a deep tan goes with the whole Nordic territory. Why do you think we raided Europe anyway? (Wulf) Because it was there? (Chris) No, we wanted to thaw out. (Wulf)

He was Death, and he'd ridden in on a pale horse...

Never wedding, ever wooing, Still a lovelorn heart pursuing, Read you not the wrong you're doing In my cheek's pale hue? All my life with sorrow strewing; Wed or cease to woo.

God is a creed outworn, Ill-wrought from a mirage fair, And life is an image pale That faces a sunless morn.

The faintest hint of a smile touched Halt's pale face.

And I looked, and behold a pale horse, and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him.

O, what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,Alone and palely loitering?The sedge has withered from the lake,And no birds sing!

I saw pale kings and princes too,Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;They cried—"La Belle Dame sans MerciHath thee in thrall!"

There's blood on my mouth, and through the twisted collar of his shirt I can see a pale handprint darkening where my left hand clenched, somehow not hard enough to break skin, crush bone. My whole body shudders and he pulls me naked into his embrace. I bury my head against his shoulder and I am weeping, am laughing, am shivering in the cold capsule of air.

I nudged Whiskey down the far side of the rise, and came among them like Death on my pale horse.

She studied him; he did look drawn, with the waxen countenance she had come to associate with his need.

a thin white hand, a strip of poured milk in the dim light.

The ball was held in a middle-class home. The girls were anemic - some of them; the others were red as raspberries. John liked the pale ones best, the ones with black or blue rings round their eyes. They looked so sad and suffering and pitiable, and they cast tender yearning glances at him, such yearning glances.

There is one man," the artist said after a moment. He'd paled. "H. F. Powell." "Where would I find him?" West didn't seem to hear him for a moment. He shook his head as if clearing away cobwebs from his brain. "Find him?" His laugh was more of a grunt. "Six feet under, last I checked.

Possibly I was mistaken, but it seemed to me that he went pale. At last he muttered, "It isn't much of a ghost story, I'm afraid, but then I didn't make it up.