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1. "I don't bite Marcus. You can come sit on the comfy old couch with me. That chair is incredibly uncomfortable." Just the opening I needed. I jumped up and sat down on the end of the couch and stretched my legs out in front of me."You don't have to tell me twice. I was just being polite." Will ow chuckled and brought a blanket over to the sofa with her."
Author: Abbi Glines
2. "... I slipped our wicker bed and walked the sands where we were also roughly repeated: some young couple, "you did," "I didn't," "you sure the fuck did" – they huggedthat bicker to their chests like blankets fighting cold."
Author: Albert Goldbarth
3. "Samuel walked out to Lindsey then, and there she was in his arms, my sweet butterball babe, born ten years after my fourteen years on Earth: Abigail Suzanne. Little Susie to me. Samuel placed Susie on a blanket near the flowers. And my sister, my Lindsey, left me in her memories, where I was meant to be."
Author: Alice Sebold
4. "Together a brick and a blanket create the perfect metaphor for life. Will you be a brick and make something of your life, or be a blanket and sleep your life away?"
Author: Amy Summers
5. "December 29, 1946: Snowing this morning. The year seems to be dying in a light white blanket. Only three more days of this year, then comes a new one. Then, what? No one knows. -- Diary of Bertha Kate Gaddis who passed away 6 months later, age 78, West Lafayette, IN."
Author: Angie Klink
6. "Wanted: a needle swift enough to sew this poem into a blanket"
Author: Charles Simic
7. "As they spread out their blankets, Saphira commented with satisfaction, We are becoming more powerful, Eragon, both of us. Soon no one will be able to stand in our way.Yes, but which way shall we choose?Whichever one we want, she said smugly, settling down for the night."
Author: Christopher Paolini
8. "I had two dreams about him after he died. I dont remember the first one all that well but it was about meetin him in town somewheres and he give me some money and I think I lost it. But the second one it was like we was both back in older times and I was on horseback goin through the mountains of a night. Goin through this pass in the mountains. It was cold and there was snow on the ground and he rode past me and kept on goin. Never said nothin. He just rode on past and he had this blanket wrapped around him and he had his head down and when he rode past I seen he was carryin fire in a horn the way people used to do and I could see the horn from the light inside of it. About the color of the moon. And in the dream I knew that he was goin on ahead and that he was fixin to make a fire somewhere out there in all that dark and all that cold and I knew that whenever I got there he would be there. And then I woke up."
Author: Cormac McCarthy
9. "When a man has a gift in speaking the truth, brute aggression is no longer his security blanket for approval. He, on the contrary, spends most of his energy trying to tone it down because his very nature is already offensive enough."
Author: Criss Jami
10. "He's naked," she said in a whisper louder than a yell."He knows," Cyrus said."Does he want a blanket?""Apparently not."
Author: Dominique Eastwick
11. "Not so long ago we were all a tightly knit group of friends. Too bad someone had ripped apart the stitches that held us together, unraveling the cozy blanket of our friendship and leaving just enough strands to hang ourselves with."
Author: E.J. Stevens
12. "She's clutching the worn leather journal. It's ironic how it now seems like a safety blanket for her, yet to him, it represents a tragic nightmare."
Author: Ella Frank
13. "But on that night, Dad staggered in, eyes eerily lit. The corners of his mouth foaming spit.His demons planned an overnight stay.Mom motioned to take the girls away,hide them in their rooms, safe in their beds.We closed the doors, covered our heads,as if blankets could mute the sounds of his blows or we could silence her screams beneath her pillows.I hugged the littlest ones close to my chest,till the beat of my heart lulled them to rest.Only then did I let myself cry.Only then did I let myself wonder whyMom didn't fight back, didn't defend,didn't confess to family or friend.Had Dad's demons claimed her soul?Or was this, as well, another woman's role?"
Author: Ellen Hopkins
14. "Snow fell. Carolers moved among the mansions of Prairie Avenue, pausing now and then to enter the fine houses for hot mulled cider and cocoa. The air was scented with woodsmoke and roasting duck. In Graceland Cemetery, to the north, young couples raced their sleighs over the snow-heaped undulations, pulling their blankets especially tight as they passed the dark and dour tombs of Chicago's richest and most powerful men, the tombs' bleakness made all the more profound by their juxtaposition against the night-blued snow […] Outside the snow muffled the concussion of passing horses. Trains bearing fangs of ice tore through the crossing at Wallace."
Author: Erik Larson
15. "At the Summer Solstice, all is green and growing, potential coming into being, the miracle of manifestation painted large on the canvas of awareness. At the Winter Solstice, the wind is cold, trees are bare and all lies in stillness beneath blankets of snow."
Author: Gary Zukav
16. "It's stupid, I know, but I care. All the things that meant so much when we were young. Under the blankets late at night, listening to long-distance radio. All those things lost now or broken. Can you remember? Can you remember that feeling? Perhaps I ought to go to a doctor."
Author: Grant Morrison
17. "LoveThat's it:The cashless commerce.The blanket always too short.The loose connexion.To search behind the horizon.To brush fallen leaves with four shoesand in one's mind to rub bare feet.To let and rent hearts;or in a room with shower and mirror,in a hired car, bonnet facing the moon,wherever innocence stopsand burns its programme,the word in falsetto soundsdifferent and new each time.Today, in front of a box office not yet open,hand in hand crackledthe hangdog old man and the dainty old woman.The film promised love."
Author: Günter Grass
18. "Do not be so ridiculous, I can more easily find you someone else." Gripping the bars of his prison so strongly that the bones of his knuckles showed prominently through his pale skin, the monster growled again, "I will have no other." Nearing the end of his patience, Klaus demanded, "Why? Why are you being so impossible?" Turning to the diminutive creature beneath the blanket, he smiled nastily, his light red eyes gleaming, "Because he wants her."
Author: Gwenn Wright
19. "I bundled in my own blanket and reflected on the strange and somewhat unexpected friendship that was slowly developing between Davin and myself. It was clear to me that he needed a friend, but for reasons unknown to me, thought that it was better for him to be alone."
Author: J.M. Richards
20. "Blanket could be used to form a new word—tenkalb—which in turn could be used, or not used at all. But that's not so bad, because many words aren't used at all. Like the word drimorious, for example, which means "An honest politician." Actually, not only does the word "drimorious" not exist, but neither does an honest politician."
Author: Jarod Kintz
21. "A blanket could be used as a duvet, in the fight against elitism."
Author: Jarod Kintz
22. "My hand acts as a blanket for my genitals."
Author: Jarod Kintz
23. "People love to love, but I love to sleep, and that is why cats are closer to God than bricks are to blankets. –Cap'n Kintz"
Author: Jarod Kintz
24. "With one blanket, you and I could wrap up like a burrito. Yum. And if you want melted cheese, just fart a bit."
Author: Jarod Kintz
25. "Kick the blanket, don't kick the bucket—especially if that bucket is full of death (or bricks)."
Author: Jarod Kintz
26. "My white duvet is like an avalanche of blanket."
Author: Jarod Kintz
27. "Bricks could have been used to stop Napoleon's army from advancing into Russia. And blankets could have been used to keep Napoleon rolling in victories."
Author: Jarod Kintz
28. "As a kid, I couldn't sleep without this ratty stuffed elephant," she explains, not sure what made her think of it now. Maybe it's that she'll be soon seeing her dad again, or maybe it's just the plane keying up beneath her, prompting a childish wish for her old security blanket.[Oliver]"I'm not sure that counts" "Clearly you've never met Elephant"He laughs, "Did you come up with that name all by yourself?""Damn right," she says"
Author: Jennifer E. Smith
29. "America is not a blanket woven from one thread, one color, one cloth."
Author: Jesse Jackson
30. "I recalled my real mum reading ‘Little Bo Peep' to me. At least, I think it was a memory. It could be a moment I embellished to hold on to the fact that I did have a mother, once upon a time. In my memory (real or imagined), she smelled of roses and used to tap each page with my toy magic wand before turning a page. Remembering that always made me feel safe. Today was no exception. A blanket of warmth and the scent of roses spiraled around me, invoked by the imagery."
Author: JoAnne Kenrick
31. "Bright spots move around him like someone shook the stars from a blanket and they all went flying."
Author: Lauren DeStefano
32. "We were lying on the blanket in the backyard of 37 Brooks, like we always did that summer. Lena was on her side, cheek resting on her hand, hair loose. Beautiful."
Author: Lauren Oliver
33. "First we lay out plastic bags under the leaks and cover them with towels or moving blankets. Then we put a spaghetti pot in the middle to catch the water. The trash bags are necessary because it might leak for hours in one place, then move over two inches. Mom's pièce de résistance is putting an old T-shirt inside the spaghetti pot to muffle the drip-drip-drip. Because that can drive you crazy when you are trying to sleep."
Author: Maria Semple
34. "I reached for sleep and drew it round me like a blanket muffling pain and thought together in the merciful dark."
Author: Mary Stewart
35. "..I followed her out the door and watched her walk down the road towards home, hers, and the bright yard light, and her own bed, and our parents, and I stood there for a long time because I didn't know where else to go.I stood there long enough to feel the chill of the night. The sky was a blanket of stars.Indifferent. I repeated the ancient song of Nezahualcoytl. I stood there long enough to hear my family singing. Why were they singing at two in the morning? I heard the hight, creaky voice of my mother and the off-key but persistent voices of my little brothers."
Author: Miriam Toews
36. "It's time for bed. And here's what I'm going to do. I'm going to get in bed, and I don't have anyone to sleep with now, so what I do is I sleep with my books. And I know that's kind of weird and solitary and pathetic. But if you think about it, it's very cozy. Over a period of four, five, six, seven, nine, twenty nights of sleeping, you've taken all these books to bed with you, and you fall asleep, and the books are there.***Some of the books are thick, and some are thin, some of the books are in hardcover and some in paperback. Sometimes they get rolled up with the pillows and the blankets. And I never make the bed. So it's like a stew of books. The bed is the liquid medium. It's a Campbell's Chunky Soup of books. The bed you eat with a fork."
Author: Nicholson Baker
37. "A blanket is great for covering things, like the dead guy, I just killed with this brick."
Author: Nicole McKay
38. "Luce," Jude said, unfurling the blanket cinched around me, grabbing my hands when he pulled them free, "you're my girl. The girl." To join the other emotions flashing over over his face, a trace of pain did as well. "When I look at Adriana, or any other girl for that matter, that's all I see. Some other girl who isn't my girl. I don't see them, Luce. I see you," he continued, his skin lining between his brows. "I've only ever seen you."
Author: Nicole Williams
39. "Right now I want you naked against me," Dean says. "I want to wake up cold because you've hogged all the blankets. I want to feel your leg between mine, your hair in my face, your arm flung across my chest. I want to find myself on the edge of the bed in the morning because you've sprawled all over the mattress. I want to sleep with you."
Author: Nina Lane
40. "Howard, instead of trying to explain the hermit's existence in terms of hearth fires and trappers' shacks, preferred the blank space the old man actually seemed to inhabit; he liked to think of some fold in the woods, some seam that only the hermit could sense and slip into, where the ice and snow, where the frozen forest itself, would accept him and he would no longer need fire or wool blankets, but instead flourish wreathed in snow, spun in frost, with limbs like cold wood and blood like frigid sap."
Author: P. Harding
41. "Superman stands alone. Superman did not become Superman, Superman was born Superman. When Superman wakes up in the morning, he is Superman. His alter ego is Clark Kent. His outfit with the big red S is the blanket he was wrapped in as a baby when the Kents found him. Those are his clothes. What Kent wears, the glasses the business suit, that's the costume. That's the costume Superman wears to blend in with us. Clark Kent is how Superman views us. And what are the characteristics of Clark Kent? He's weak, unsure of himself... he's a coward. Clark Kent is Superman's critique on the whole human race, sort of like Beatrix Kiddo and Mrs. Tommy Plumpton."
Author: Quentin Tarantino
42. "No," the Boss (Willie) corrected, "I'm not a lawyer. I know some law. In fact, I know a lot of law. And I made me some money out of law. That's why I can see what the law is like. It's like a single-bed blanket on a double bed and three folks in the bed and a cold night. There ain't ever enough blanket to cover the case, no matter how much pulling and hauling, and somebody is always going to nigh catch pneumonia. Hell, the law is like the pants you bought last year for a growing boy, but it is always this year and the seams are popped and the shankbone's to the breeze. The law is too short and too tight for growing humankind. The best you can do is do something and then make up some law to fit and by the time that law gets onto the books you would have done something different..." Willie Stark; All the King's Men"
Author: Robert Penn Warren
43. "I'm not ill like that," she groaned. He sat on her bed, peeling back the blanket. A servant entered, frowning at the mess on the floor, and shouted for help."Then it what way?""I,uh..." Her face was so hot she thought it would melt onto the floor. Oh you idiot. "My monthly cycles finally came back!"His face suddenly matched hers and he stepped away, dragging his hand through his short hair. "I-if...Then I'll take my leave," he stammered, and bowed. Celaena raised an eyebrow, and then, despite herself, smiled as he left the room as quick as his feet could go without running, tripping slightly in the doorway as he staggered into the rooms beyond."
Author: Sarah J. Maas
44. "I crave white on white and black, but my thoughts race in glorious technicolour, prodding me awake, whipping away the warm blanket of invisibility every time it sears to smother my mind in nothing."
Author: Sarah Kane
45. "Gruffly, he cleared his throat. 'Don't take this as a blanket approval of your tactics, Sarah, but if I'm ever unfortunate enough to get in trouble with the law, I want you to represent me.'Before I could respond to this startling and totally out-of-the-blue compliment, he opened the door and was nudging me inside. I caught a quick glance of his face before he walked off toward the dining room. He was actually blushing!"
Author: Shirley Tallman
46. "The wind crooned softly as it dusted the snow against the windows, wrapping them in a thick and fluffy cotton blanket."
Author: Soheir Khashoggi
47. "Cosmic Ordering success sticks to you like mud to a blanket."
Author: Stephen Richards
48. "Displaced Person's SongIf you see a train this evening,Far away, against the sky,Lie down in your woolen blanket,Sleep and let the train go by.Trains have called us, every midnight,From a thousand miles away,Trains that pass through empty cities,Trains that have no place to stay.No one drives the locomotive,No one tends the staring light,Trains have never needed riders,Trains belong to bitter night.Railway stations stand deserted,Rights-of-way lie clear and cold,What we left them, trains inherit,Trains go on, and we grow old.Let them cry like cheated lovers,Let their cries find only wind,Trains are meant for night and ruin,And we are meant for song and sin."
Author: Thomas Pynchon
49. "I smoothed Colton's blanket across his chest and tucked him in snug theway he liked—and for the first time since he started talking about heaven, Iintentionally tried to trip him up. "I remember you saying you stayed withPop," I said. "So when it got dark and you went home with Pop, what didyou two do?"Suddenly serious, Colton scowled at me. "It doesn't get dark in heaven,Dad! Who told you that?"I held my ground. "What do you mean it doesn't get dark?""God and Jesus light up heaven. It never gets dark. It's always bright."The joke was on me. Not only had Colton not fallen for the "when it getsdark in heaven" trick, but he could tell me why it didn't get dark: "The citydoes not need the sun or the moon to shine on it, for the glory of God givesit light, and the Lamb is its lamp."
Author: Todd Burpo
50. "Dream about things that envelop your being like a comfortable blanket."
Author: Truth Devour

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