Stars will blossom in the darkness, Violets bloom beneath the snow. — Julia Caroline Dorr Copy Share Image
“ Nothing is endless I know that now Let me go V -Violet's letter” — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“Can you enter a house uninvited?" "No." "Why?" "That would be rude.” — Abigail Gibbs Copy Share Image
“Violet. I want Violet, and I’ll do whatever it takes to have her. Period. End of story. And that is who I… — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
How do you do?" said Violet. "How do you do?" said Klaus. "Odo yow!" said Sunny. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The tender violet bent in smiles To elves that sported nigh, Tossing the drops of fragrant dew To scent the evening sky. — Elizabeth Oakes Smith Copy Share Image
My name itself is extremely campy. Violet Chachki literally translates to purple doodad. — Violet Chachki Copy Share Image
A violet in the youth of primy nature, Forward, not permanent--sweet, not lasting; The perfume and suppliance of a minute; No more. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Death is woven in with the violets,” said Louis. “Death and again death.”) — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
China tea, the scent of hyacinths, wood fires and bowls of violets – that is my mental picture of an agreeable February afternoon. — Constance Spry Copy Share Image
His eyes burned violet - not with anger but with intense desire. The kind of look that made you love a person… — Lauren Kate Copy Share Image
Where shall the lover rest, Whom the fates sever From his true maiden's breast, Parted for ever? Where, through groves deep and… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“Jesus Christ!" I yelled, jumping up and down to shake out the fear as I opened the sliding door, frowning when I… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
A scent that disturbs me and delights me. It smells like ripe pears, vetiver, a bit of violet and something else- something… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
“I wanted him to know that you are mine.” Violet’s voice is soft. “But I’m not yours.” I take a few long,… — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“It's all about her. Every movement, every breath, the way my heart beats firecely inside my chest, is all because of her.… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share Image
When April steps aside for May, Like diamonds all the rain-drops glisten; Fresh violets open every day: To some new bird each… — Lucy Larcom Copy Share Image
Beneath the violet pillar, in the vacuum before the roar of the cloud, there came a soft sound that might have been… — Lydia Millet Copy Share Image
A gift of flowers to a woman implies that she is as deliciously desirable as the blossoms themselves; but there may be… — Eleanor Perenyi Copy Share Image
Twisting and wiring and stringing starching and curling, delicately painting spots and shadings on scraps of silk until what had been nothing… — Melanie McGrath Copy Share Image
“What if life could be this way? Only the happy parts, none of the terrible, not even the mildly unpleasant. What if… — Jennifer Niven Copy Share Image
I was left alone there in the company of the orchids, roses and violets, which, like people waiting beside you who do… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
Within my heart a garden grows, wild with violets and fragrant rose. bright daffodils line the narrow path, my footsteps silent as… — Robin Jones Gunn Copy Share Image
Anyone who knew Violet well could tell she was thinking hard, because her long hair was tied up in a ribbon to… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
One is quite astonished to find how many things there are in the landscape, and in every object in it, one never… — Winston Churchill Copy Share Image
“It's a bird of some sort. It's like a duck, only I never saw a duck have so many colors." The bird… — L. Frank Baum Copy Share Image
“His thumbs stroke over the soft skin under my ears, and his gaze drops before he suddenly lets go and retreats a… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“Dad pressed against my mind. Please, Allison. Let me, just this once, hold my son. I shouldn't. Nothing good ever came from… — Devon Monk Copy Share Image
“I know. I made it my business to know everything there was to know about you the second I saw you on… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“Nothing can fill you up,” she stated. “Nope,” he agreed again. “You won’t let it.” “Barrel’s got a hole in the bottom,… — Kristen Ashley Copy Share Image
“Xaden's head snaps in my direction. 'Violence?' I take a step and then another, holding my frame upright with muscle memory I… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“Did you step in?' Dain demands. 'Did I what?' Xaden arches a dark brow and levels a look on Dain that would… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“Violet,' Xaden groans against my mouth. The plea in his tone floods my veins with a whole different form of power. Knowing… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“You said not to fall for you. Did you change your mind?' 'Absolutely not.' His jaw tenses. 'Right.' I don't expect that… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
