Dark Quote by Sherman Alexie Download Open image ““9. In the darkness, her dark body grows darker until I am making love to her and her shadow.”” — Sherman Alexie ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.8 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Dark Darkness Love Making love
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“I love you as one loves certain dark things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.” — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
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“When darkness falls upon you, turn your face to the sun and your shadows will fall behind you.” — Daniel Wicomb Copy Share Image
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“He says the earth is an oval marble that nobody can win. He says the sky is not blue and the grass is not… — Sherman Alexie Copy Share Image
“Now, in the old days, Indians used to be forgiving of any kind of eccentricity. In fact, weird people were often celebrated. Epileptics were often shamans because people just assumed that God gave seizure-visions to the lucky ones. Gay people were seen as magical, too. I mean, like in many cultures, men were viewed as warriors and women were viewed… — Sherman Alexie Copy Share
Since Jesus was human then he most assuredly farted and burped. And if God did create us in God's image then God must fart… — Sherman Alexie Copy Share Image
“A century ago she might have been beautiful, her face reflected in the river instead of a mirror. But all the years have changed… — Sherman Alexie Copy Share Image
I don't think there's a whole lot of class literature at all. I think most of that has become racially based, and people don't… — Sherman Alexie Copy Share Image
“Is there really a difference between that killing and this killing? Does God approve of some killing and not other killing? If I kill… — Sherman Alexie Copy Share Image
My parents banned nothing, though the Christian fundamentalists in my tribe held book-and-record burnings every now and again. So, yes, fundamentalist assholes can also… — Sherman Alexie Copy Share Image
“Or maybe I could have anesthetized myself with homework and extra credit and binge-reading.” — Sherman Alexie Copy Share Image
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Crony capitalism is essentially a condition in which... public officials are giving favours to people in the private sector in payment of political favours. — Alan Greenspan Copy Share Image
“I could see her will leaving and death seeping through her skin to skewer her soul.” — J.D. Stroube Copy Share Image
The soul wanders in the dark, until it finds love. And so, wherever our love goes, there we find our soul. — Mary Zimmerman Copy Share Image
“Men circle like bees around honey, buzzing to communicate their sexual despair.” — Carla H Krueger Copy Share Image
It's a really dark, emotionally wrenching world that we've created on 'The Walking Dead.' — Laurie Holden Copy Share Image
I get afraid of the dark if I'm in a great deal of dark, and I have to move around inside of that fear...… — Emil Ferris Copy Share Image
I guess he'll have to figure out someday that he is supposed to have this dark side, that it is part of what it means to be human, to have the darkness just as much as the light- that in fact the dark parts make the light visible; without them, the light would disappear. But I guess he has to… — Anne Lamott Copy Share
“Once upon a time, there was a naïve and innocent girl who thought she could tame the beast and live happily ever after. But the beast did not want to be tamed, for he was a beast and beasts care not for such things, and the girl died along with her dreams. From childhood's grave sprang a young woman, jaded… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
Memory revises me. Even now a letter comes from a place I don’t know, from someone with my name and postmarked years ago, while I await injunctions from the light or the dark; I wait for shapeliness limned, or dissolution. Is paradise due or narrowly missed until another thousand years? I wait in a blue hour and faraway noise of… — Li-Young Lee Copy Share
Like the water of a deep stream, love is always too much. We did not make it. Though we drink till we burst, we cannot have it all, or want it all. In its abundance it survives our thirst. In the evening we come down to the shore to drink our fill, and sleep, while it flows through the regions… — Wendell Berry Copy Share