If he wanted the world to be a happier place, he'd lift my tears up off my face. And if he wanted… — SAM (THE BEST Copy Share Image
That's when I heard the sounds of a certified genius spinning around in circles like a dog chasing its tail. — Ally Carter Copy Share Image
It's like I'm spinning around, The way I feel, I don't know if we're up or if we're down, I thought I… — JoJo Copy Share Image
“What I love is one foot in front of another. South-south-west and down the contours. I go slipping between Black Ridge and… — Alice Oswald Copy Share Image
“My stomach gave a violent start and turned into a hunk of ice. The world was spinning around me, and blobs of… — S.E. Hinton Copy Share Image
“Laughter! I remember laughter. I did laughter a lot, he thought. These colours spinning around them are matching their mirth, changing from… — Esme Ellis Copy Share Image
“... on the lawn one late summer day, her pale hair tangled because she'd cry if anyone tried to brush it, spinning… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“A growing heat, like a million blazing suns all focused on me, lit my insides. It felt like I was being cooked… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
The tree of life knows that, whatever happens, the warm music spinning around it will never stop. However much death may come,… — Eduardo Galeano Copy Share Image
“Oh, it was almost too much to bear! And everything was going on as before - the dancers were spinning around, the… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“I bit back a gag. “Gods, your breath is kicking.” I pulled the blade free, revolted by the sucking sound. “For real.”… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“When I wake up on Sunday Mornings - late, you always let me sleep in - I come looking for you, and… — Rainbow Rowell Copy Share Image
“Paul lifted his hand and brushed his thumb across Leigh’s lips. Then he leaned forward and kissed him. Leigh groaned with release,… — Todd Young Copy Share Image
“You are living on a planet spinning around the middle of outer space, and you’re either worrying about your blemishes, the scratch… — Michael A. Singer Copy Share Image
I think the way I feel when I look at Evan comes from her. In pictures taken the day she married my… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
“At home I used to walk through emotional wastelands where the lines on craggy faces were so deep that the wind whistled… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“If shame had a face I think it would kind of look like mine If it had a home would it be… — Lifehouse Copy Share Image
“To get some distance from this, you first need to get some perspective. Walk outside on a clear night and just look… — Michael A. Singer Copy Share Image
“As he teased her lips with his tongue, she palmed his erection. “Want to do something about this while we wait for… — Dianne Duvall Copy Share Image
“The world is getting weirder. Darker every single day. Things are spinning around faster and faster, and threatening to go completely awry.… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“We are all, in the last analysis, alone. And this basic state of solitude is not something we have any choice about.… — Anne Morrow Lindbergh Copy Share Image
“We spend the first couple of decades of our lives trying to figure out who the hell we are. Some people never… — David Rensin Copy Share Image
“If you want to be happy, you have to let go of the part of you that wants to create melodrama. This… — Michael A. Singer Copy Share Image
Do you know what ‘Sputnik’ means in Russian? ‘Travelling companion’. I looked it up in a dictionary not long ago. Kind of… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
There are times when friendship feels like running down a hill together as fast as you can, jumping over things, spinning around,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I am jealous of the little kid spinning around near the fountain. What would these people think if I were to start… — Samantha Schutz Copy Share Image
“Could we go into your room?" she asked. "I knew it. I knew it," he said, spinning around and sliding quickly toward… — Arthur C. Clarke Copy Share Image
“At night, I rest on my couch and look to the sky. If the sky knew how much I adore you, it… — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
“Hey, hot cheeks!" A hand smacked my ass and I shrieked. Spinning around, I glared at Dan Ottoman, a blond, pimply, clarinet… — Julie Kagawa Copy Share Image
