“He has a story. A story worth more than my own beating heart. He has a name. A name that — if… — S.G. Night Copy Share Image
This is my heart. You are touching it with your left hand. You are touching it with your left hand, not because… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The R6 framework's fourth iteration, Redirect Capabilities, is really what I call the beating heart of the framework – it’s where organizations… — Hendrith Vanlon Smith Jr Copy Share Image
“I love you,” he murmured. “Oh, Bree, I do love you.” She didn’t answer, but a hand floated up from the dark… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“He shifted his body off of mine and tuckled me close against his warmth. I laid my head on his chest and… — Katie McGarry Copy Share Image
“The calming presence of the forest merged with the beating hearts of the human beings, each of whom was emanating the same… — Steven Decker Copy Share Image
That is why young people, who are beginners in everything, are not yet capable of love: it is something they must learn.… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“To love is good, too: love being difficult. For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“A strange thing happened to me as I walked away from Jane's house--I was finally thinking clearly . I could see what… — Maureen Johnson Copy Share Image
“He spent the morning at the beach. He had no idea which one, just some open stretch of coastline reaching out to… — Steve Burrows Copy Share Image
“Yes, that’s right, you ladies are fine, you’re beautiful, you’re more than just a smooth piece of skin with a beating heart.… — Meghan Quinn Copy Share Image
“It turns out that our perspective has a surprising amount of influence over the body’s stress response. When we turn a threat… — Dalai Lama XIV Copy Share Image
“Mind and the streets! In the streets and across the lanes, Where eye of the mind its every faculty trains, The body… — Javid Ahmad Tak Copy Share Image
“I hit my chest with my fist, accusing my body of failing. I’ve had eighty years to adjust and never have. Am… — Kiera Cass Copy Share Image
“Have you ever been in a large forest and seen a strange black tarn hidden deep among the leaves? It looks bewitched… — Helge Kjellin Copy Share Image
“It’s the beating of my heart. The way I lie awake, playing with shadows slowly climbing up my wall. The gentle moonlight… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
“He leaned down, lapped at her tears with his tongue. "I won't take you, make you come until you tell me you… — Laura Wright Copy Share Image
“XXV Muse The astronomer that begins to... train an instrument to one part of heaven because celestial math says another world will… — Michael Bee Copy Share Image
“And even though I’m a writer, and I pen my words in black and white on flat sheets of paper stapled together… — Jessica Yeh Copy Share Image
“Thus they fell: for Heaven to them no hope imparts, To those who hear not for their beating hearts. A maiden-angel and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
What broke in a man when he could bring himself to kill another? What broke when he could bring himself to thrust… — Alan Paton Copy Share Image
“Vengeance ought to be spoken through gritted teeth, spittle flying, the cords of one's soul so entangled in it that you can't… — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
“He leaned in and took her mouth with his, snatching away her words and her protests and whittling the moment down to… — Cari Quinn Copy Share Image
“It made sense now—the lake’s fierce reaction. It was his anti-magic responding to that of his dead ancestors, sensing the twisting vines… — Bella Forrest Copy Share Image
We want to fan the flames of Christians for whom inerrancy and the authority of Scripture are not mere shibboleths, but part… — D. A. Carson Copy Share Image
“His gaze, blunted by the unnumbered procession of iron bars, uncounted as his softly padded steps. Smooth motion of blood and sinew… — Rilke Rainer Maria Copy Share Image
“She delivered a vicious blow, penetrating his rib cage, and withdrew her hand — with the ninja's still-beating heart in it. As… — Seth Grahame-Smith Copy Share Image
“Is this real?” His steps slowed, and then he stopped to hold her against his chest. It felt right there, comforting, her… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
the arts of Mexico are heavy with the weight of the past, of gods that demanded the sacrifice of a thousand beating… — Biloine W. Young Copy Share Image
“I chanced the chest and the slow-beating heart. The quick compulsion of my will was rewarded. I no longer had chest nor… — Jack London Copy Share Image
“Seeing him standing there in his boxers and hoodie with sticking-up hair, one sock pulled up to his calf, the other scrunched… — Rachel Morgan Copy Share Image
Lenelle Moïse's poems render the abstract - policy, disaster, history, diaspora - specific. Her words make the political not just personal, but… — Erin McKeown Copy Share Image
“Words got me into trouble. They are the deadliest weapons of all, so that now the gun seems almost innocent by comparison.… — Susan Fromberg Schaeffer Copy Share Image
“A woman’s heart is her prized possession and if she shares it with you, consider yourself blessed. It is vital to her… — Sanjo Jendayi Copy Share Image
I smoked, I choked forever joked, inhealed, exhealed, but never healed. i said it was because of stress and always feeling depressed.… — Benwayjudy Copy Share Image
“There have been, of course, many other insatiable polymaths, and even the Renaissance produced other Renaissance Men. But none painted the Mona… — Walter Isaacson Copy Share Image
“Men told that Kane was a giant in stature, more powerful than ten strong men. In battle no man could stand before… — Karl Edward Wagner Copy Share Image
“From the middle of a tomb whose lights burn only for survival…our tired bodies finally understand and obey our beating hearts. Meet… — Jimi Hendrix Copy Share Image
“Ready yourselves!' Mullone heard himself say, which was strange, he thought, for he knew his men were prepared. A great cry came… — David Cook Copy Share Image
“Raw emotions and the need to hold him close overwhelmed me. Every part of ached for him-my mind, my soul and my… — Katie McGarry Copy Share Image
