Read through the most famous quotes by topic #shell
I don’t hate you, you idiot. I’m in love with you. That’s why I’m panicking!” She marched to the door and yelled, “And our children will not be freaks!” “Except their mother already is,” her father yelled back. ↗
But her favorite is the Houdini fantasy. Big Red disagrees with his biographers, who say that he was driven by his longing to shuck off this mortal coil. She knows that he was all the time just searching for a box that could hold him. ↗
I turned my face to let his nose rub my cheek. "Mason, let's just stay here," I told him breathlessly. He chuckled, huskily and dangerously. "Oh, no, absolutely not. I'm not to be trusted with you alone right now. ↗
Living grows 'round us like a skin to shut away the desolation for if we clearly mark the furthest deep we should be dead long years before the grave But turning around within the homely shell of worry, discontent and narrow joy we grow and flourish and rarely see the outside dark that would confound our eyes Some break the shell I think that there are those who push their fingers through the brittle walls and make a hole and through that cruel slit stare out across the cinders of the world with naked eyes They look both in and out knowing themselves and too much else beside ↗
Don't you see Blaynie." Mitch put his arm around her shoulders. "You're like an illegitimate little sister that I never wanted. ↗
The bird dares to break the shell, then the shell breaks open and the bird can fly openly. This is the simplest principle of success. You dream, you dare and and you fly. ↗
Peter was now standing very close - as if he wanted to comfort me - as if he knew how hurt I felt that Mrs Knowles had not asked me to play or to sing. And I did feel comforted. It was as if a tide of warmth was carrying me out of myself, inclining me to trust him and to conduct myself well. ↗
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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. ↗
After a moment, he added more seriously: 'I don't get as angry as m'father used to about things. Or maybe I', just better at hiding m'feelings.' 'I fear I'm not very good at hiding my feelings.' He covered my hand with his own. 'That's what I like about you. I liked it from the first. You're so different from the others. ↗
I had not the least idea of a gamekeeper's occupation being so dangerous - there had never been such a person employed on the Longbourn estate - and just as I had spent half the previous night wondering about Peter, I spent half the next one worrying about him. ↗
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