#luc

I was afraid, sheer afraid, and wondered at myself. You see, I've no more pluck than any man of my inches but I'd been about a good bit. I'd seen adventure and heard other fellows talk it over, and I knew you're pretty sure to get out of everything with a whole skin till that last particular time that you don't - so what's the use of grizzling? ("Golden Baby") ↗

— Alice Brown

#courage #death #fate #fear #luck

My darling Lucy.” He panted against her ear, and then his teeth scraped her earlobe. “I love you,” he whispered. “Don’t ever leave me. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#lucy #simondababe #the-serpent-prince #love

Today, a couple with 'just married' tags collided head-on with a hearse carrying two coffins in the back, both of a married couple that had previously died in a car accident. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#bad-marriage #coffin #couple #curse #death

I want to create moonglasses, and then write a song called, "I Wear My Moonglasses at Noon." Hopefully, with a little lunar luck, my track will also feature Corey Hart. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#corey-hart #funny #humor #luck #lunar

Now if a man thus favoured died as he has lived, he will be just the one you are looking for: the only sort of person who deserves to be called happy. But mark this: until he is dead, keep the word "happy" in reserve. Till then, he is not happy, but only lucky... ↗

— Herodotus

#happy #herodotus #history #life #lucky

Beware what you wish for, unless you have the grace to hope that your luck can be shared. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#hopes #luck #love

By all means, let's show your father what a bad influence I've been on his little girl.” "He won't think that at all. He's always adored you for having rescued his fallen daughter.” "And his daughter? What does she think about it?” "She thinks that ..." Lucy paused and cast a swift glance over her head, "that you have been very remiss in failing to notice that she is standing right underneath a sprig of mistletoe." His laughter was soft and lazy, eliciting a delicious chill from the pit of her stomach. While he stared into her eyes, he reached up, plucked the mistletoe from the top of the doorframe, and slipped the small green sprig into his pocket. "For later," he said, and smiled at her. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#lisa-kleypas #love-come-to-me #lucy #love

They had known each other intimately, as husband and wife, countless times, He had held her with tenderness and passion, but never with such rampant wildness. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#lisa-kleypas #love-come-to-me #lucy #love

He whispered her name as if it were a love-word, and his mouth drifted through the tear tracks on her face. They would not yield their secrets. Oh, but love . . . Love was unvoiced and undenied. As they fitted together into one being, each movement was a new discovery, each second an eternity of emotion. Let it last, her heart beseeched the darkness silently. Let it last forever. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#lisa-kleypas #love-come-to-me #lucy #love

Seven is a lucky number, so I plan to do a lot of lucky things with my seventh place title. ↗

— Anwar Robinson

#lot #lucky #number #place #plan