#elizabeth

Eine Move bin ich von keinem Land, Meine Heimat nenne ich keinen Srrand, Mich bindet nicht Ort und nicht Stelle; Ich fliege von Welle zu Welle. A seagull am I without a land, Or any shore to call my home. No place can hold me fast As I fly from wave to wave. ↗

— Empress Elizabeth

#sisi #sissi #home

Nothing tastes as good as being thin feels. ↗

— Elizabeth Berg

#inspirational #weight-loss #inspirational

With his current mood, Elizabeth realized, she was going to have to make her own opening. Lifting her eyes to his enigmatic golden ones, she said quietly, “Ian, have you ever wanted something very badly-something that was within your grasp-and yet you were afraid to reach out for it?” Surprised by her grave question and her use of his name, Ian tried to ignore the jealousy that had been eating at him all night. “No,” he said, scrupulously keeping the curtness from his voice as he gazed down at her alluring face. “Why do you ask? Is there something you want?” Her gaze fell from his, and she nodded at his frilled white shirtfront. “What is it you want?” “You. ↗

— Judith McNaught

#elizabeth #ian #love #jealousy

She would fain have caught at the skirts of that departing time, and prayed it to return, and give her back what she had too little valued while it was yet in her possession. What a vain show Life seemed! How unsubstantial, and flickering, and flitting! It was as if from some aerial belfry, high up above the stir and jar of the earth, there was a bell continually tolling, ‘All are shadows!—all are passing!—all is past! ↗

— Elizabeth Gaskell

#margaret-hale #north-and-south #quotes #life

You ready?" Evan asks, and he's looking at me, and I love his hair, I love his smile, I lo--"I Love You," I say, and as I watch his smile bloom I finally get how great those three little words are. I finally get what they really mean. ↗

— Elizabeth Scott

#elizabeth-scott #evan #evan-kirkland #lauren #lauren-smith

My care is like my shadow in the sun, Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it, Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done. ↗

— Elizabeth I Tudor

#love #monarch #on-monsieur-s-departure #poem #queen

Love is a soft whisper coming from the beating one's heart. It's gentle rhythm gives you a feeling of ecstasy you cannot readily fathom for it's not easily defined nor there are finite reasons as to why it is felt by someone. ↗

— Elizabeth E. Castillo

#love-quotes #love

Like the princess, Philip didn't believe in public displays of affection, which made it easy to mask his feelings. But he revealed them privately in a touching letter to Queen Elizabeth in which he wondered if he deserved "all the good things which have happened to me," especially "to have fallen in love completely and unreservedly. ↗

— Sally Bedell Smith

#love #philip #queen-elizabeth-ii #life

[Colin to Sugar Beth] I put my heart on every page. ↗

— Susan Elizabeth Phillips

#susan-elizabeth-phillips #romantic

To a Vase "How do I break thee? Let me count the ways. I break thee if thou art at any height My paw can reach, when, smarting from some slight, I sulk, or have one of my crazy days. I break thee with an accidental graze Or twitch of tail, if I should take a fright. I break thee out of pure and simple spite The way I broke the jar of mayonnaise. I break thee if a bug upon thee sits. I break thee if I'm in a playful mood, And then I wrestle with the shiny bits. I break thee if I do not like my food. And if someone they shards together fits, I'll break thee once again when thou art glued. ↗

— Henry N. Beard

#elizabeth-barrett-browning #humor #art