Sweet, can I sing you the song of your kisses? How soft is this one, how subtle this is, How fluttering swift… — Arthur Symons Copy Share Image
From whence it happens, that they which trust to books, do as they that cast up many little sums into a greater,… — Thomas Hobbes Copy Share Image
There's a very generous donation in the parish's future if you make this fast. Ten minutes, at the most." Frowning, the man… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I… — Zhuangzi Copy Share Image
My taking a seat on the Council of the Fathers caused a desperate fluttering among my ghosts. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tyson pounding the Earthborn into the ground like a game of whack-a-mole. Ella… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
To live as I incline, or not to live at all: so do I wish; so wisheth also the holiest. But alas!… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
The orange sky is rolling across the sky like a severed head, gentle light glimmers in the ravines among the clouds, the… — Isaac Babel Copy Share Image
Poetry isn't like any writing I've ever heard before. I don't understand all of it, just bits of images, sentences that appear… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
My Lebanon is a flock of birds fluttering in the early morning as shepherds lead their sheep into the meadow & rising… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
I watched the edges of the leaves slowly unfold, fluttering in the breeze. "How long did you wait?" It would've been unbearably… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Then your fingers moved down to my chin. You pushed it up with your thumb to look at me, almost like you… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share Image
The train skimmed on softly, slithering, black pennants fluttering, black confetti lost on its own sick-sweet candy wind, down the hill, with… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Kevin stopped where he was and stood there simply gazing at her. Molly sat cross-legged in the meadow with the sun shining… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
You could be attached to merely a description of a plant or a flower. Or a narrative of an event. Or rage… — Gerald Stern Copy Share Image
Synchronize watches at oh six hundred' says the infantry captain, and each of his huddled lieutenants finds respite from fear in the… — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
I felt a strange fluttering sensation in my chest. Butterflies, cardiac arrest . . . it was hard to say what exactly. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Once Chuang Chou dreamt he was a butterfly, a butterfly flitting and fluttering around, happy with himself and doing as he pleased.… — Zhuangzi Copy Share Image
Harry found the [tea]... seemed to burn away a little of the fear fluttering in his chest. — J. K. Rowling Copy Share Image
The elusive nature of love... it can be such a fleeting thing. You see it there and it's just fluttering and it's… — Mick Jagger Copy Share Image
Everything in me feels fluttering and free, like I could take off from the ground at any second. Music, I think, he… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
And whether this happiness lasted a hundred seconds or ten minutes, it was so far removed from time that it resembled every… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
It was a bird. A bird struggling through stickiness: a bird coated in paint, floundering in its nest, splashing color everywhere. Red.… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
The wild bird that flies so lone and far has somewhere its nest and brood. A little fluttering heart of love impels… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
I’ve missed you,” he whispers softly. The air between them is electric as he leans in, gently brushing his lips against her… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
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