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His Arms Quotes by Rachel Caine
- Myrnin, who hadn't said much, suddenly reached out and wrapped his arms around her. She stiffened, shocked, and for a panicked second wondered whether he'd…
- He (Michael) was gone in a whisper of air, hardly making any sound at all, and Claire shivered and leaned against Shane’s solid, very human…
- MIchael went to her and put his arms around her.,and we can heard eve let out a little, sad sob as she melted against him.…
More His Arms Quotes
- I chose to be Mrs. Johnny Cash in my life. I decided I'd allow him to be Moses and I'd be Moses'… — June Carter Cash
- Ben Battle was a soldier bold, and used to war's alarms, But a cannon-ball took off his legs, so he laid down… — Thomas Hood
- God is the immemorial refuge of the incompetent, the helpless, and the miserable. They find not only sanctuary in his arms, but… — H. L. Mencken
- It is not knowledge, but the act of learning, not possession but the act of getting there, which grants the greatest enjoyment.… — Carl Friedrich Gauss
- X-rays ... I am afraid of them. I stopped experimenting with them two years ago, when I came near to losing my… — Thomas A. Edison
- Dost thou understand me, sinful soul? He wrestled with justice, that thou mightest have rest; He wept and mourned, that thou mightest… — John Bunyan
- God walks with us. He scoops us up in His arms or simply sits with us in silent strength until we cannot… — Gloria Gaither
- My dear father! When I remember him, it is always with his arms open wide to love and comfort me. — Unknown Author
- Teach him a certain refinement in sorting out and selecting his arguments, with an affection for relevance and so for brevity. Above… — Michel de Montaigne
- Then Christ will say to us, 'Come you also! Come you drunkards! Come you weaklings! Come you depraved!' And he will say… — Fyodor Dostoevsky
- When he takes me in his arms, and speaks to me softly, I see the world through rose-colored glasses. — Edith Piaf
- God calls us, just as he called Abraham, away from the security we knew, out of our old, familiar, little room, down… — Peter Kreeft