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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| faca5bd | It was the sort of kiss that seduced with subtlety, sent tingles through her body and left her desperate for more. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 07397b3 | Nothing had the power to irritate like the reflection of one's own behavior in someone else. | Julia Quinn | ||
| f164046 | There's a kind of grief that just eats one up. It weighs one down. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 82441f0 | How can anything in the world seem bleak when one is eating bacon? | Julia Quinn | ||
| 986cf5c | No, she didn't need someone perfect. She just needed someone perfect for her. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 4d16dad | It was not that he'd changed her; all of the seeds were already there. But with him, she grew. | Julia Quinn | ||
| b5b666c | Talvez aquilo fosse a definicao do amor, afinal. Querer uma pessoa, precisar dela e a adorar ate mesmo nos momentos de furia, quando se tinha vontade de amarra-la a cama so para que ela nao saisse e causasse ainda mais problemas. | love bridgertons os-segredos-de-colin-bridgerton penelope-featherington portuguese colin-bridgerton romancing-mister-bridgerton julia-quinn | Julia Quinn | |
| e3eaa67 | narrowed | Julia Quinn | ||
| 3c7b39a | Unmarried Lady Sorts of Things By Lady Olivia Bevelstoke, Unmarried Lady Wear pastel colors (and be quite glad if you possess the correct complexion for such hues). Smile and keep your opinions to yourself (with whatever success you are able). Do what your parents tell you to do. Accept the consequences when you don't. Find a husband who won't bother to tell you what to do. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 054f363 | she'd once read a poem that said the unexpected moment was always sweeter. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 88d3631 | She hadn't expected the world to be handed to her upon a golden platter, but she'd always assumed that if she worked hard enough for something, treated everyone the way she would like to be treated, then she would be rewarded. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 16d5c39 | Just think. We're whizzing through the universe. | universe the-passion-of-artemisia space | Susan Vreeland | |
| 80ddaee | In this universe where I knew now we were not the center, where I was as insignificant and unremarkable as a grain of salt seen from a tower, God still allowed me to take my next breath. | universe | Susan Vreeland | |
| eb6d699 | Which one is really my child? The one I brought forth with my own groans who has no liking for the thing I love most in all the world, or the stranger's child whom fate placed in my life, the one who is absorbing and treasuring every word I give her, whose eyes are learning every day, whom I would love to teach... | teacher mother teaching | Susan Vreeland | |
| cc94726 | I know. But it's got to be this way, that she isn't sure, so people looking at it a long time from now, women and men too, might feel badly, might even weep that at some ignorant time there was once a woman raped who was pressured, even expected, to kill herself. | rape woman metoo | Susan Vreeland | |
| 3aac56d | To celebrate, I decorated my mess tin with a yellow dandelion blossom. It looked like the sun I so rarely see. Van Gogh would have liked it. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 83eee21 | Andi zam'lcha. Ustata mu se zatvori kato zatr'shnata vrata. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 3f214e9 | A year passes like a revolving wheel, and when the spoke of January comes round again, it finds itself in a different place. And so with pain. It does not leave us where it found us. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 615ce4e | I leaned out the window to feel the night's deep blue, the same dark air that surrounded him in Genoa or Paris or wherever he was. I would give a great deal to know what he was thinking right at this moment. If a person could know for certain what the other person was thinking or doing, then loneliness might cease to exist in the world. | loneliness humanity | Susan Vreeland | |
| e648632 | At some times in our lives, our passion makes us perpetrators of hurt and loss. At other times we are the ones who are hurt--all in the name of art. Sometimes we get what we want. Sometimes we pay for another to get what he or she wants. | pain passion | Susan Vreeland | |
| ea7d515 | Look and look and don't ever forget. Now, close your eyes. Here, give me your hand. And just feel. Can you feel the Earth move? | Susan Vreeland | ||
| e04a5e9 | Palmira. She's like an apparition floating unknowingly into her future,' I said. 'Here for too brief a time. | time daughters | Susan Vreeland | |
| 7b15e2d | That's what great art is supposed to do--help us to live in the spirit and die at peace. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 0ef0fb1 | But even one-way love, fleeting love, is better than no love at all. I'm grateful for having had the feeling. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 1f76e40 | painting. Carefully, I took down the goat, the chicken, and me and | Susan Vreeland | ||
| c0edbd0 | She plucked a raspberry. Sweet juice, sweet pleasure. Within the tangle of tendrils, inside a blossom, a tiny bead was kisses and blessed by the sun, from which it took in light and warmth and heaven's rain imbued with the richness of the soil of France. All of the elements of the river world helped that bead to expand and multiply into sheer casings for sweet pulp, wedge together in a knobby globe until it released its juice in her mouth | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 19cd47e | Si. Ma la bellezza non e tutto. E' meglio essere assetati di bellezza e comprenderla, che essere belli e basta. Alla fine la vita risulta piu ricca. Un giorno forse lo imparera. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 7e822c4 | One more thing. She wears Patchouli. Every tart in Montmartre wears it. Place Pigalle reeks of it. If she wants to carry out her pose as an aristocrat, she ought to refine her tastes. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 56defe3 | To feel the coolness of the blue glass, like solid pieces of the sea. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 4500c2d | Art for art's sake, we say, because beauty blesses humanity with a better life. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| b6fbb19 | Train yourselves by seeking and acknowledging beauty moment by moment every day of your lives, | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 8411c03 | Exercise your eyes. Take pleasure in the grace of shape and the excitement of color. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 90bf0eb | Be courageous with color. Let it pour out of you. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| ff2fdab | Nature is God's work, so I say nature motifs are just as spiritual, just as inspirational, as biblical images. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 8dc8cbd | Was it wrong for me to want more than constrained existence? Wrong to hunger for change, new faces, a full life? Surprises to please my eyes and ears? | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 324cdbb | Styles are merely the copying of what others have done, perhaps done better than we. God has given us our talents so as not to copy the talents of others, but rather to use our own imagination to obtain the revelation of True Beauty. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 302a77a | His intensity was magnetic, irresistible. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| d275f44 | life we can't control, she thought. We must accept the cork we are and stay afl, and bob gaily when we can. She | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 815b55a | I had always held the notion that if two people love the same thing, they must love each other as well, but now the memories of that love had been tarnished by betrayal. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| f1e42b3 | If I don't love the feelings I have while creating those windows, I'm only working for coin and not from soul. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 410714e | A moon of startling brightness rose over the rooftops, lifted on a divine, invisible thread... | moonrise | Susan Vreeland | |
| 6ebd8a3 | God taking from us and loving us at the same time by providing comforters was a kind of spiritual equanimity. It seemed a phenomenon of life how a death insinuates us into the debt of those who stand by us in trouble and console us. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| c2b0e3a | Edwin must have extended himself to this woman who the world would never know existed. His compassion for others had a strange effect on me. Every time I learned of some help he gave to someone, I felt he was giving the kindness to me. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 8724f0a | docks--I thought of these acts as love offerings to me. Despite the time and intensity he gave to others, he made me feel that I was the vessel into which he was pouring his best self. I realized I had come to love him for his hunger to bless. The | Susan Vreeland |