#lowe

By cultivating the beautiful we scatter the seeds of heavenly flowers, as by doing good we cultivate those that belong to humanity. ↗

— Robert A. Heinlein

#belong #cultivate #cultivating #doing #doing good

Those 40 or 50 national correspondents who had followed Kennedy since the beginning of his electoral exertions into the November days had become more than a press corps - they had become his friends and, some of them, his most devoted admirers. ↗

— Theodore White

#become #beginning #corps #correspondents #days

I saw also that there was an ocean of darkness and death, but an infinite ocean of light and love, which flowed over the ocean of darkness. ↗

— George Fox

#darkness #death #flowed #i #infinite

To me, flowers are happiness. ↗

— Stefano Gabbana

#happiness #me

I love spring flowers: daffodils and hyacinths are the ultimate flower for me. They are the essence of spring. ↗

— Kirsty Gallacher

#flower #flowers #i #i love #love

I followed the war wherever I could reach it. ↗

— Martha Gellhorn

#followed #i #reach #war #wherever

Suddenly a single shot on the extreme left rang out on the clear morning air, followed quickly by several others, and the whole line pushed rapidly forward through the brush. ↗

— John Gibbon

#brush #clear #extreme #followed #forward

Radio football is football reduced to its lowest common denominator. ↗

— Nick Hornby

#common denominator #denominator #football #lowest #radio

Prior to being allowed to enter the profession, prospective teachers should be asked to talk with a group of friendly students for at least half an hour and be able to engage them in an interesting conversation about any subject the prospective teacher wants to talk about. ↗

— William Glasser

#about #allowed #any #asked #being

His breathing was heavy, and full of life. He shivered still, his hand finding Katty unsteady and unprepared of what was going to come next. “I hurt you!” Nico said, his voice raised with worry. “No, not at all, honey, my sweetest Master, but you have me, all of me, the wholeness of me and my darkness.” “You play with the devil dear.” Nico sombered. “No.” Katty defiantly said. “You took my blood and it made me your slave, yet I love every minute of it.” “Tell me you love me Katty.” He said, nearing her closer than close, mending the space between them with the threads of courage. “Tell me you have no fear, nor no weakness against me. Or no shame in loving me.” “I fear you not, my love.” Katty sincerely committed. “I fear only that you will be taken away by the hands of the vampire hunter, and only then, will I fall.” (From my Young Adult Vampire story - Bitten in which I'm going to be publishing shortly) ↗

— Keira D. Skye

#gothic #halloween #kiss #love #romantic