Read through the most famous quotes by topic #lucy
When?" Sam had asked after their last session, his breath hot against her mouth, a dangerous flare of heat in his eyes. "I don't know," Lucy had said weakly, shivering as his hands stroked her back and hips. "Not until I can be sure of myself." "Let me have you," he had whispered, resting his forehead on hers. "Let me make love to you all night. I want to wake up with you again. Just tell me what you need, Lucy, and I'll do it." -Sam to Lucy (Rainshadow Road) ↗
Exactly. These guys just want me to play Snow White singing in her little cottage while they do all the work." Lucy snorted. "Snow White and the Seven Buttheads. You could give Disney a run for their money." Nicholas poked her in the ribs. "I am not a singing dwarf!" "No, you're a butthead. Weren't you paying attention? ↗
I think my entire career path was determined for me when I was 6 years old, watching reruns of 'I Love Lucy' on TV and thinking about making people laugh. ↗
I do not think the sunny youth of either will prove the forerunner of stormy age. I think it is deemed good that you two should live in peace and be happy - not as angels but as few are happy amongst mortals. Some lives are thus blessed: it is God's will: it is the attesting trace and lingering evidence of Eden. Other lives run from the first another course. Other travellers encounter weather fitful and gusty wild and variable - breast adverse winds are belated and overtaken by the early closing winter night. Neither can this happen without the sanction of God and I know that amidst His boundless works is somewhere stored the secret of this last fate's justice: I know that His treasures contain the proof as the promise of its mercy. ↗
#lucy-snowe #paulina-bassompierre #providnece #villette #age
She didn't want to know. She didn't want to feel sympathy for him. She didn't want to know this insistent urge to take him in her arms and offer comfort for things that had happened so long ago. It was all in the past, she reminded herself. He didn't need comfort or sympathy now, and he certainly didn't need any silly attempts of her to approach him. ↗
Entering by the carré, a piece of mirror- glass, set in an oaken cabinet, repeated my image. It said I was changed: my cheeks and lips were sodden white, my eyes were glassy, and my eyelids swollen and purple. On rejoining my companions, I knew they all looked at me - my heart seemed discovered to them: I believed myself self-betrayed. Hideously certain did it seem that the very youngest of the school must guess why and for whom I despaired. ↗
#lucy-snowe #madame-beck #paul-emmanuel #unmarriageble #villette
Who are you?” Her eyes snapped open, and her voice held a hysterical edge. “Do I even know who you are?” He stepped over Walker’s battered corpse and grabbed her by the shoulders, leaned down so that his no-doubt foul breath washed over her face. “I am your husband, my lady.” She turned her face away from him. He shook her. “The one you promised to obey always.” “Simon—” “The one you said you’d cleave to, forsaking all others.” “I—” “The one you make love to at night.” “I don’t know if I can live with you anymore.” The words were a whisper, but they rang in his head like a death knell. ↗
