Gilded Quote by Christina L. Farley Download Open image ““The noise around me blurs, and all I can focus on is his lips and breath and presence.”” — Christina L. Farley ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.5 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Gilded Mythology Romance Ya Young-adult-fantasy
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“But then he breathes, "Beautiful," and when his eyes meet mine I know that he really, truly means it.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
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“We are given moments, and we must choose what to do with them. This is your moment.” — Christina L. Farley Copy Share Image
“we live in a very busy, noisy, and hurried world. Too modern to hear Good calling. Too rushed to feel the pull of Evil.” — Christina L. Farley Copy Share Image
“Her face drops, and I bite my lip, instantly regretting my words. They had promised to stay together no matter what, but since she… — Christina L. Farley Copy Share Image
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The gilded sheath of pity sometimes covers the dagger of envy. — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
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Oft has good nature been the fool's defence, And honest meaning gilded want of sense. — William Shenstone Copy Share Image
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Nods from the Gilded pointers - Nods from the Seconds slim - Decades of Arrogance between The Dial life - And Him - — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image