#sage

Now then," he mused, "how does one fly a dragon? ↗

— Nicole Sager

#dragons #humor #nicole-sager #humor

But then it was over too quickly and they pulled away. She knew they couldn't stand there and kiss like a couple on the run in a thriller. ↗

— Joss Ware

#humor #romance #sage #simon #stereotype

I have a message for your daughter,” said Cale. “I am bound to her with cables that not even God can break. One day, if there is a soft breeze on her cheek, it may be my breath; one night, if the cool wind plays with her hair, it may be my shadow passing by.” And with this terrible threat he faced forward and the procession started once more. In less than a minute they were gone. In her shady room Arbell Swan-Neck stood white and cold as alabaster. ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#arbell #bound #break #breath #breeze

Nothing he said could change what I think of you. I've had my mind made up about you for a long time... and it's all good. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#sydney-sage #change

He froze, and for one moment, we stood locked in time. I could feel the silk of his shirt against my skin and the warmth of his body. The lingering scent of the overpriced cologne he wore floated around me. No smoke for a change. I’d always told him the cologne couldn’t be worth what he spent, but suddenly, I reconsidered. It was amazing. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#sydney-sage #change

The word of Mohammad is a voice direct from nature's own heart - all else is wind in comparison. ↗

— Thomas Carlyle

#carlyle #change #christian #comparison #direction

I always say, 'Books beat boredom,' said Amanda wisely. ↗

— Mo Willems

#libraries #library #literary #obvious #sage-advice

At that moment a solitary violin struck up. But the music was not dance music; it was more like a song - a solemn, sweet song. (I know now that it was Beethoven's Romance in F.) I listened, and suddenly it was as if the fog that surrounded me had been penetrated, as if I were being spoken to. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#jennifer-paynter #love #mary-bennet #message #music

I send my words to you over the ether net like a message in a bottle... ↗

— John Geddes

#message-in-a-bottle #love

An image of Sydney's face appeared in my mind's eye, calm and lovely. I believe in you. My anxiety faded. I took a deep breath and met the gazes of all those watching me in the room. Who was I to do this? I was Adrian Ivashkov. And I was about to kick some ass. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#bloodlines-series #richelle-mead #sydney-sage #sydrian #the-fiery-heart