Night sky Quote by Christine Feehan Download Open image ““The night sky was dark and cloudy and felt very much like her weeping heart.”” — Christine Feehan ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.8 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Night sky
“For example, instead of saying that it was a rainy night, you can say, “At night she could see from her window that the… — Pawan Mishra Copy Share Image
“She looked, and saw the black, domed sky arching over her head. And her heart dilated; she felt the great black dome in her heart. She sat under the stars, worshipping them. Her heart opened and grew vast, until the whole sky with all its stars began to pour into her, a mysterious flood of star-strung darkness. She wanted to… — Anna Kavan Copy Share
“It seemed to her that she had never known what the night was like before. Up till now it had been dark, silent, beautiful… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
“and then he looked her full in the face, and her heart leapt and sank, as the eyes the dangerous blue of the summer… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Gigantic clouds drift across the sky, blotting out the sun. The air is as dark as my heart.” — Jen Minkman Copy Share Image
“And he saw the right evening star reflected in her eyes, and he saw the black cloud reflected in her eyes.” — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“once i was told to not be sad, because behind every dark cloud there is a bright sky... what they do not seem to… — sander aguilera Copy Share Image
“She was seeking herself and finding herself in just such sweet, half-darkness which met her moods. But the voices were not soothing that came… — Kate Chopin Copy Share Image
“When she opened her eyes the sky was still there, with its monotonous and brilliant blue. Not a cloud passed across it.” — Paolo Giordano Copy Share Image
“Even so, the two of us look memorable in these clothes. And your shirt is transparent. I don’t think I can take a bunch of men ogling you.” He didn’t look up as he took his rifle apart and carefully wrapped it around before putting it in his pack. The ammunition belt followed, along with every other visible weapon. Dahlia… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“Sleep deeply, the sleep of our people, chosen one of my sister,that you will heal completely and wake refreshed and in full strength.” — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“Savannah came to him instantly, her face lit up with some emotion he dared not name.She was in a man's silk shirt and nothing else. The buttons were open so that the edges gaped to reveal her high, full breasts, and narrow rib cage. Another step and her tiny waist and flat stomach, the triangle of tight ebony curls, showed… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
The real question is, can you love the real me? Not the perfect person you want me to be, not that image you had… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“At her tender age she was incapable of understanding such a history,” — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
He felt safe with her. He'd never been safe with another human being, not since he'd been taken as a child from his home. He'd never been able to trust. He could never give that last small piece - all that was left of his humanity - into someone else's keeping. And now there was Rikki. She let him be… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“Before anything else, I need your trust. Your absolute trust in me--and yourself. You have to know you are the only woman I will… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“He kissed her with everything he was. Man. Beast. Killer. Biker. Hers. Every cell in his body belonged to her.” — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“Her body clenched with hot desire, and without thinking she bathed Jacques’ mind in her heat. She saw his body hunch, as if someone had physically punched him. Guilt stirred for a moment, but then he was stroking her throat, his mental touch every bit as exciting in her state of arousal as his physical one. Gregori straightened up slowly… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“Climb back up here. We’re going to have to jump.” She stated it so calmly he almost didn’t comprehend. His head snapped around. “Are you out of your fucking mind, Rose? You’re pregnant. You can’t jump out of a moving car.” “Well, it’s that or go with it into the ravine. I prefer the sand. Move it, soldier. You’ve got… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
“ You really know how to stir up the hornets’ nest with the women, do you not? Mikhail demanded, even though he understood Gregori completely and felt him justified. Gregori did not look at him but stared out into the storm. The child she carries if my lifemate. It is female and belongs to me. There was an unmistakable warning… — Christine Feehan Copy Share
Everyone knows ladies love Cajuns. It's in our blood and our language is the language of romance." "Your language is the language of bullshit.… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“I don’t just want you to like me, I want to be one of the most joy-inducing human beings that you’ve ever encountered. I… — Carrie Fisher Copy Share Image
“I should say that it was only for me that Marxism seemed over. Surely, I would tell G. at least once a week, it had to count for something that every single self-described Marxist state had turned into an economically backward dictatorship. Irrelevant, he would reply. The real Marxists weren’t the Leninists and Stalinists and Maoists—or the Trotskyists either, those… — Katha Pollitt Copy Share
Summer explodes into Portland. In early June the heat was there but not the color--the green were still pale and tentative, the morning had… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“At the water's edge, barrels of pitch blazed like huge bonfires. Their reflection, crimson as the rising moon, crept to meet us in long,… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
“There was light in him, one so bright it could illuminate the entire night sky if only it wasn't covered over by the shadow… — M.S. Willis Copy Share Image
After my final Breaking Dawn scene, I felt like I could shoot up into the night sky and every pore of my body would… — Kristen Stewart Copy Share Image
The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand. — Frederic Lawrence Knowles Copy Share Image
“When a person dies, they cross over from the realm of freedom to the realm of slavery. Life is freedom, and dying is a gradual denial of freedom. Consciousness first weakens and then disappears. The life-processes – respiration, the metabolism, the circulation – continue for some time, but an irrevocable move has been made towards slavery; consciousness, the flame of… — Vasily Grossman Copy Share
A black star appears, a point of darkness in the night sky's clarity. Point of darkness and gateway to repose. Reach out, pierce the… — Paul Bowles Copy Share Image
Smuggling poems out of prison in the soles of mt shoes i'm way past finding salvation in the arms of a woman, I look… — Raegan Butcher Copy Share Image
Now, almost one hundred years later, it is difficult to fully appreciate how much our picture of the universe has changed in the span of a single human lifetime. As far as the scientific community in 1917 was concerned, the universe was static and eternal, and consisted of a one single galaxy, our Milky Way, surrounded by vast, infinite, dark,… — Lawrence M. Krauss Copy Share
“Lightning snapped the night sky like a jock’s gym towel on a dork’s butt.” — Lisi Harrison Copy Share Image
