“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
“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
“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
“You have to find a mother inside yourself. We all do. Even if we already have a mother, we still have to… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
Have you ever been at sea in a dense fog, when it seemed as if a tangible white darkness shut you in… — Helen Keller Copy Share Image
“Autunm eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends. From the nuts we shell time and we teach it to… — Paul Celan Copy Share Image
“Rach-Uh, my mom says they'll help me blend in better. She says the color would just draw attention to me." Emma snorts.… — Anna Banks Copy Share Image
“Sunday morning came – next day the battalions would leave for the front; the church was filled; the volunteers were there, their… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
So we and our elaborately evolving computers may meet each other halfway. Someday a human being, named perhaps Fred White, may shoot… — Philip K. Dick Copy Share Image
“In this here place, we flesh; flesh that weeps, laughs; flesh that dances on bare feet in grass. Love it. Love it… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
What is an adventure? That depends on where you are starting from. Little girls in your country, they hide in the gap… — Chris Cleave Copy Share Image
“After situating herself on a huge flat-sided rock, Baby Suggs bowed her head and prayed silently. The company watched her from the… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“In the dream from which he'd wakened he had wandered in a cave where the child led him by the hand. Their… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“What happened in that cold dark, when frost formed a halo in the child's straw hair and snowflake turned to flesh and… — Eowyn Ivey Copy Share Image
If you only knew I'm hanging by a thread The web I spin for you If you only knew I'd sacrifice my… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“As we advance in the spiritual life and in the practice of systematic self-examination we are often surprised by the discovery of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I put my hand on my chest. I can feel my heart beating. My heart is working. I'm pleased. I'm still alive. — Aya Kito Copy Share Image
It doesn't matter where you come from or who you think you are, we're all human beings with beating hearts. — Demi Lovato Copy Share Image
Your playfulness keeps me alive just as much my beating heart or the warm blood running through my veins. — Superman Copy Share Image
Hand discards are hitting the mark, but his body language as the beating heart stings are deeply stained — Mak_786 Copy Share Image
Children and mothers never truly part. They're bound in the beating of each other's heart. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“He was ragged around the edges, a walking open wound with psych issues galore. But he still had a beating heart. Thoughts,… — Tonya Burrows Copy Share Image
A free and truly independent press - fiercely independent when necessary - is the red beating heart of freedom and democracy. — Dan Rather Copy Share Image
She wasn't feeling nothing. She was feeling too much. She was blocking it all out. That was a survival skill, and her… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
“A beating heart was skewered on its tip. It was broken, cut almost clean in half by a blackened fissure that was… — Marissa Meyer Copy Share Image
