#shape

The global economy is in pretty good shape. ↗

— John W. Snow

#global #global economy #good #pretty #pretty good

It more or less has the shape of a love song, but 'Crescent Moon' reflects more my longing for an ancient romantic context that includes wild animals, fire, danger of death, stellar navigation, and seasonal intuition. ↗

— Frank Black

#context #danger #death #fire #includes

I'm still strong and in the best shape to continue living my life. ↗

— Compay Segundo

#continue #i #life #living #my life

Transformation can come in the mysterious guise of shape-shifting, or through a simple change of mind ↗

— C.R. Strahan

#shape-shifting #transformation #change

I offer my body and soul to you and Cameron till death parts us! ↗

— Lia Davis

#ashwood-falls #leopard #lia-davis #romance #shapeshifter

My music teacher offered twittering madrigals and something about how, in Italy, in Italy, the oranges hang on the tree. He treated me - the humiliation of it - as a soprano. These, by contrast, are the six elements of a Sacred Harp alto: rage, darkness, motherhood, earth, malice, and sex. Once you feel it, you can always do it. You know where to go for it, though it will cost you. ↗

— Mary Rose O'Reilley

#darkness #earth #evil #fasola #malice

Will I have to use a litter box?" --Emma to Max after he just explained she'll be turning into a puma shifter The Wallflower (Halle Pumas Book 1) ↗

— Dana Marie Bell

#shapeshifter #humor

I was probably in the best shape of any athlete at the time, but you don't get to pass judgment on yourself. ↗

— Steve Carlton

#athlete #best #get #i #judgment

I really do feel like I'm in better shape and look better now - even after having three kids - than I did before. ↗

— Candace Cameron Bure

#before #better #better now #did #even

And again there are no words. Words exist that can, used by a poet, achieve a dim monochrome of the body's love, but beyond that they fail clumsily. My love flowed out to her, hers back to me. Mine stroked and soothed. Hers caressed. The distance - and the difference - between us dwindled and vanished. We could meet, mingle, and blend. Neither one of us existed any more; for a time there was a single being that was both. There was escape from the solitary cell; a brief symbiosis, sharing all the word ... ↗

— John Wyndham

#thought-shapes #love