#court

When I walk through that gate to the court, that's my escape. I block out everything, good and bad. ↗

— Maria Sharapova

#block #court #escape #everything #gate

By the time you swear you're his, Shivering and sighing. And he vows his passion is, Infinite, undying. Lady make note of this -- One of you is lying. ↗

— Dorothy Parker

#cynicism #love #lying #passion #love

I am waiting for the decision, which is not depending of me, to know if the trial will be in Iraq, in the states, or in international court. Of course, the decision is not mine. ↗

— Jacques Verges

#course #court #decision #depending #i

The Supreme Court is not elected, and it is therefore not a proper arbiter of social policy. ↗

— Lamar S. Smith

#court #elected #policy #proper #social

The foolish and cruel notion that a wife is to obey her husband has sent more women to the grave than to the courts for a divorce. ↗

— Lemuel K. Washburn

#cruel #divorce #foolish #grave #her

The Court is most vulnerable and comes nearest to illegitimacy when it deals with judge-made constitutional law having little or no cognizable roots in the language or design of the Constitution. ↗

— Byron White

#constitution #constitutional #court #deals #design

Whenever judges of the highest state courts have actually examined the details of the "savage inequalities" that continue to be imposed on most low-income and minority students in the United States, they have virtually unanimously held that these conditions deny students the opportunity to be educated at the basic levels that are needed to function well in contemporary society. ↗

— Michael A. Rebell

#educational-system #equity #education

Miranda was nineteen. Her experience with men consisted of Winston and himself. Both of whom had heretofore been brotherly figures. The poor girl must be confused as hell. Winston had suddenly decided that she was Venus, Queen Elizabeth, and the Virgin Mary all rolled into one,and Turner had all but forced himself on her. Not exactly an average day in the life of a young country miss ↗

— Julia Quinn

#humor #lady #experience

Her fingers clenched against his shoulder blades. “You don’t know what you’re asking.” “Do I not?” He threaded his hands gently around her neck. “I’m asking you to make love with me.” That word again. She opened her eyes. “Gareth,” she whispered. “Please. Don’t. This is hard enough—” She stopped speaking as his gaze pierced her. Incredible. Last night had seemed so intimate. And yet it had been so dark that she had not been able to see anything other than flashes of light, reflecting off the surface of his skin. Now she could look into his eyes. They were golden-brown. They were not cutting or dismissive. And even though she could see the desire smolder inside them, there was something else in them that turned her belly to liquid. ↗

— Courtney Milan

#gareth #jenny #proof-by-seduction #love

I'm gonna love you like nobody's loved you come rain or come shine. ↗

— Johnny Mercer

#pledge #song-lyrics #love