Quotes About Sweetly

Shoulder to shoulder, a coordinated movement of the people, their blood no longer confined in the limited circulation of the body but rolling sweetly and yet still returning through the infinite extent of China.

I've already made plans with a taxidermist" — she smiled sweetly — "but thank you." She

You smell of other people's blood, ma petite." I smiled at him, sweetly. "It was no one you knew." His

Now the red eyes and the light above seemed to bore into Charles, and again the pupils fo the little boy's eyes contracted. When the final point of black was lost in blue he turned away from the red eyes, looked at Meg, and smiled sweetly, but the smile was not Charles Wallaces smile.

Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze - On me alone it blew.

Who is it? I called sweetly. It's Wilt Chamberlain. Open up so we can play one on one.

I'm afraid it's not the knowledge that makes me hit wrong notes, it's the level of skill," she managed to say sweetly, pulling herself together. "People say I play with great abandon." "Yes. Abandoned to all sense of musicality.

Welcome to Planet Female," she said sweetly. "Enjoy your stay. The first stop on our tour will be Insignificant Issues. Please open your guidebooks to page 317.

How sweetly did they float upon the wingsOf silence, through the empty-vaulted night,At every fall smoothing the raven downOf darkness till it smil'd!

You assume a mighty lofty tone, to be sure –''No, no, it comes quite naturally,' my lord interpolated sweetly. 'I assume nothing; I am a positive child of nature, my dear sir. But you were saying?

It's hard to maintain a reputation for being grim and mysterious when you're accompanied by a brightly clad young thing, skipping merrily along at your side, holding your hand, and smiling sweetly on one and all.

But sweetly and discreetly love passes from person to person, from heart to heart, or it is nothing worth.

For fools admire and love those things they see hidden in verses turned all upside down, and take for truth what sweetly strokes the ears and comes with sound of phrases fine imbued.

I guess you go back to the old writer's adage that when they do your stuff in Hollywood, you smile sweetly upon your credit - if there is one - and enjoy the show.

It was so quiet. I thought those two women had kidnapped you. Did that make you sad? His eyes twinkled, and a smile tickled the corners of his mouth. Dammit! Why did she have to look at his mouth? That made her think of that amazing kiss, and that put a little extra giddy-up in her pulse. It sure did. I didn't want to stock shelves and slice bologna and still keep everyone from killing each other. She smiled sweetly.

But the face on the pillow, rosy in the firelight, is certainly that of Clarice Starling, and she sleeps deeply, sweetly, in the silence of the lambs.

I liked the air I was breathing, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with my head, " I assured him with a giggle. "Will you kiss me again?" I flirted sweetly.

I can hear cars on the freeway, it's like a distant sea sludged with people while over my other shoulder, far over on 7th street near Western is the hospital, that house of agony— sheets and bedpans and arms and heads and expirations; everything is so sweetly awful, so continuously and sweetly awful: the art of consummation: life eating life…

Pity speaks to grief More sweetly than a band of instruments.

In the meantime, how about us doing some more sister things together?" Alys snorted. "Like what?" Oh, I don't know. Slay a few monsters, outwit a few magicians, drain a few Chaotic Zones, negotiate a few treaties..." And after lunch?" Janie returned the wry grin sweetly. "I'll let you know." The hero and the sorceress walked back up the path arm in arm.

Feeding a crowd?' the woman behind the counter asked. Yes, ma'am ,' Fang said sweetly. Yeah, him and all his split personalities, I thought.

I have not felt to warble and trill, however sweetly, I have felt to soar in freedom and in the fullness of power, joy, volition.

He was like the not-funny, not-adorable opposite of Clay, constantly hungry but in a pushy way instead of a sweetly embarrassed way.

Unfortunately her portrait will cure no one of the addiction to loving sweetly smiling angels with dreamy looks, innocent faces, and a strong-box for a heart.