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1. "In real life I am a large, big-boned woman with rough, man-working hands. In the winter I wear flannel nightgowns to bed and overalls during the day. I can kill and clean a hog as mercilessly as a man. My fat keeps me hot in zero weather. I can work outside all day, breaking ice to get water for washing; I can eat pork liver cooked over the open fire minutes after it comes steaming from the hog. One winter I knocked a bull calf straight in the brain between the eyes with a sledge hammer and had the meat hung up to chill before nightfall."
Author: Alice Walker
2. "Underneath my stiffened gownIs the softness of a woman bathing in a marble basin,A basin in the midst of hedges grownSo thick, she cannot see her lover hiding,But she guesses he is near,And the sliding of the waterSeems the stroking of a dearHand upon her."
Author: Amy Lowell
3. "My thoughts keep vacillating between the draft that feels more like a gust in this sizes-too-big hospital gown, and Dr. Milligan's proposal that I'll live to be a 175 years old. This is getting a little weird, even under the circumstances. I'm hundreds of miles from home, half naked in a room with two guys I barely know. Taken out of context, I'd have to question my common sense. Heck, even in context."
Author: Anna Banks
4. "Now,' [her father] barked.She stiffly followed, still fully dressed in the elaborate navy-and-white gown she had worn all evening. It was hard not to feel as if the bare walls and surfaces she passed had been bled, leeched, into the cloth encasing her. Stripped paint and sacrificed heirlooms clinging to her, demanding she make everything right once more."
Author: Anne Mallory
5. "The house cleared, I shut myself in, fastened the bolt that none might intrude, and proceeded—not to weep, not to mourn, I was yet too calm for that, but—mechanically to take off the wedding dress, and replace it by the stuff gown I had worn yesterday, as I thought, for the last time. I then sat down: I felt weak and tired. I leaned my arms on a table, and my head dropped on them. And now I thought: till now I had only heard, seen, moved—followed up and down where I was led or dragged—watched event rush on event, disclosure open beyond disclosure: but now, I thought."
Author: Charlotte Brontë
6. "I took the sleeper out of Glasgow, and as the smelly old train bumped out of Central Station and across the Jamaica Street Bridge, I stared out at the orange halogen streetlamps reflected in the black water of the river Clyde. I gazed at the crumbling Victorian buildings that would soon be sandblasted and renovated into yuppie hutches. I watched the revelers and rascals traverse the shiny wet streets. I thought of the thrill and danger of my youth and the fear and frustration of my adult life thus far. I thought of the failure of my marriage and my failures as a man. I saw all this through my reflection in the nighttime window. Down the tracks I went, hardly aware that I was going further south with every passing second."
Author: Craig Ferguson
7. "I know. Of course I know that. It is just that the calamities do seem to be piling up," I said, shivering a little as a goose walked over my grave. Brisbane pinned me with a look. "You said once you would follow me to the ends of the earth in a white petticoat to be my wife, if that is what it took." I pursed my lips. "You were not supposed to hear that. You were unconscious." "Did you mean it?" I held that striking black gaze with my own. "You must know I did." "That is why I know you will be there tomorrow, whatever calamities may come. As I will be." I looked down at the soaked, sooty gown. "I may have to wear a white petticoat, if it comes to it." Brisbane gave me a slow smile. "I wish you would. The sooner I can get you into just your petticoat—" "Ah, Brisbane! Good of you to come, my lad," Father said, rousing himself from his reverie. "Did you hear, we nearly lost poor old Crab."
Author: Deanna Raybourn
8. "Couture gowns are like gremlins; you can't expose them to bright light or get them wet."
Author: Diablo Cody
9. "Well, you know, it's been interesting because an album is just a snapshot of where you are at that time. Not all pictures of everybody are just in jeans and a 'T' shirt, or a ball gown. You have many different sides and this is a snapshot of where you are at that time."
Author: Diana Krall
10. "LoveMy soul was a light-blue gown, sky-coloured;I left it on a cliff by the seaand naked I came to you, resembling a woman.And like a woman I sat at your tableand drank a toast with wine and breathed in the scent of several roses.You found me beautiful, resembling something you'd seen dreaming,I forgot everything, I forgot my childhood and my homeland,I knew only that your caresses held me captive.And, smiling, you took up a mirror and bade me look.I saw that my shoulders were made of dust and crumbled away,I saw that my beauty was sick and had no desire other than to - disappear.Oh, hold me close in your arms, so tightly that I need nothing."
Author: Edith Södergran
11. "With a resigned shrug, she screamed and collapsed into a faint. She stayed resolutely fainted, despite the liberal application of smelling salts, which made her eyes water most tremendously, a cramp in the back of one knee, and the fact that her new ball gown was getting most awfully wrinkled."
Author: Gail Carriger
12. "Hardy's poetry is pre-eminently about ways of seeing. This is evident in the numerous angles of vision he employs in so many poems. Sometimes it involves creating a picture, as in ‘Snow in the Suburbs', which allows the eye to follow the cascading snow set off by a sparrow alighting on a tree; or it employs the camera effect, as in ‘On the Departure Platform', which tracks the gradually diminishing form and disappearance of a muslin-gowned girl among those boarding the train. However, Hardy is also a poet of social observation. His humanistic sympathies emerge in a variety of poems drawing upon his experience of both Dorset and London."
Author: Geoffrey Harvey
13. "Ser Jaime?" Even in soiled pink satin and torn lace, Brienne looked more like a man in a gown than a proper woman."I am grateful, but...you were well away. Why come back?"A dozen quips came to mind, each crueler than the one before, but Jaime only shrugged. "I dreamed of you," he said."
Author: George R.R. Martin
14. "I lifted the latch, and there he stood, dark and tall, the scholar's gown falling from his shoulders like the cloak of the Black Knight in the old tale. His arms were laden with boughs of apple blossom. He lifted a branch, high over my head, and shook it, so that the petals showered me, releasing a heady scent that promised spring."
Author: Geraldine Brooks
15. "I was training to be a lawyer... I was president of the law society at Glasgow University, and my bass guitarist was my secretary of my law society; the lead guitarist and writer worked at the law firm that I worked."
Author: Gerard Butler
16. "All, Pyle? Wait until you're afraid of living ten years alone with no companion and a nursing home at the end of it. THen you'll start running in any direction, even away from that girl in the red dressing-gown, to find someone, anyone, who last until you are through."
Author: Graham Greene
17. "Wszyscy ciagle tracimy rózne wazne dla nas rzeczy - mówi, gdy telefon milknie - Wazne okazje, mozliwosci, doznajemy uczuc, których nie da sie odwrócic. Na tym miedzy innymi polega znaczenie zycia. Lecz w naszych glowach, przypuszczam, ze to jest w naszych glowach, znajduje sie niewielki pokój do gromadzenia takich rzeczy jako wspomnien. Na pewno wyglada jak pokój z ksiegozbiorem tej biblioteki. I zeby dokladnie poznac stan wlasnego serca, musimy ciagle katalogowac zbiory w tym pokoju. Trzeba tam tez sprzatac, wietrzyc, zmieniac wode w wazonach z kwiatami. Innymi slowy, bedziesz wiecznie zyl we wlasnej bibliotece."
Author: Haruki Murakami
18. "Once when I asked you if you still loved your wife, you said, Love leaves the back door open. Later, you said, Love like a hospital gown opens at the back. And you slipped out."
Author: Joan Connor
19. "He was just a boy wearing pajamas, one slipper, and an old blue dressing gown under a stranger's jacket, and he did not belong anywhere but in his own bedroom."
Author: John Connolly
20. "I Need a Good Book I need a good story.I need a good book.The kind that explodesOff the shelf.I need some good writing,Alive and exciting,To contemplate all by myself.I need a good novel,I need a good read.I probably needTwo or three.I need a good taleOf love and betrayalOr perhaps an adventure at sea.I need a good saga.I need a good yarn.A momentous and mightilyOr slight one.But with thousands and thousandsAnd thousands of books,I need someone to tell meThe right one. -John Lithgow"
Author: John Lithgow
21. "Maybe there aren't any happily ever afters, or white knights who ride in on valiant steeds to save the day. Maybe, in real life, Prince Charming isn't always perfect – he's just as flawed as everyone else in the tale. And that princess, alone in her tower? She's not perfect either. Birds don't braid her hair every morning, she can't serenade wild forest creatures into servitude, and she doesn't even own a ball gown. But she's also smart enough to know not to accept poisoned apples from strangers, or prick her finger on deadly spindles.She doesn't wait around for a prince to charge in and slay the dragon. Maybe she saves herself and in the end, rides off into her own goddamned sunset."
Author: Julie Johnson
22. "She also mentioned how close my balcony was to yours; so close that even an old lady like herself could leap between the two without the least effort."Venetia's cheek heated and she pulled her night gown closer, "Grandmama is anything but subtle.""Almost as subtle as your mother.""Oh no! Not mama too."..."Your mother was concerned I might be afraid of heights. She told me if she were thinking of jumping between the balconies and couldn't bring herself to make the leap, it might be possible to pick the lock on the connecting door with, say, a cravat pin."
Author: Karen Hawkins
23. "Jim eyed me for a couple of seconds, then got off the bed and went to curl up on the pile of blankets I'darranged as its bed. "I don't suppose you'd care to lend me a couple hundred euros?"I pointed at the wall. It turned its back to me so I could get into the nightgown Perdita had lent me. "Youare not going to bet on me. Or against me. No betting whatsoever.Got that?"Jim huffed and settled down for the night. "You sure do know how to take all the fun out of life. Bet youeven made Drake use a condom."
Author: Katie MacAlister
24. "Under the mystichood ofNameless Bride, we grope in Her Sacred Darkness for plasmatic encounter, the fifth ionized state of matter. Our mundane sight of differentation and separation recedes into the magickal Abyss of Blackness where all is touch. We feel each other as tactile presences whose extended dimension stretches to the stars only to coalesce beyond galactic expanses in the white and worm-holes of Her ever spiraling Gown of Worlds beyond Worlds. Let us feel Her concrescence as we stroke each unique form in the unfathomable dimensions of Her perfect formfulness - ever-changing, ever-new, ever-variable in the rainbow myriads of infinite spasms of delight."
Author: Lady Svetlana
25. "He imagined her upstairs in her room, lying in bed with her hair spread across the pillow, that nightgown with the pearl buttons down the front tangled around her legs, nothing beneath the delicate fabric but her softness and warmth. Desire pulsed through his body, hungry and hot and needy.It was unbearable to want her with such intensity, unthinkable to need her with such desperate longing, dangerous to believe that she could somehow keep the demons away. He did not want to need her, for in need, there was dependence. He could not trust, for in trust, there was betrayal. Better never to see heaven at all than to catch a glimpse of it, grab for it, and lose it.He went to his room. He slept with his demons, and he woke alone."
Author: Laura Lee Guhrke
26. "I think that practising the law, particularly litigation, and particularly in Glasgow, has always been difficult enough without adding to it by having problems with professional colleagues or former colleagues."
Author: Len G. Murray
27. "Although no one ever seemed to look long enough at Evie to really notice her, she was actually quite beautiful—perhaps even more so than Annabelle—but in a completely unconventional way. She was freckled and red-haired, with large, round blue eyes and a mobile, full-lipped mouth that was utterly out of fashion. Her well-endowed figure was breathtaking, though the excessively modest gowns she was compelled to wear were distinctly unflattering. Moreover, her slump-shouldered posture did little to advertise her attractions."
Author: Lisa Kleypas
28. "I don't believe fine young ladies enjoy themselves a bit more than we do, in spite of our burned hair, old gowns, one glove apiece, and tight slippers that sprain our ankles when we are silly enough to wear them."
Author: Louisa May Alcott
29. "RIDE A WHITE SWAN""Ride it on out like a bird in the skyway,Ride it on out like you were a bird,Fly it all out like an eagle in a sunbeam,Ride it all out like you were a bird.Wear a tall hat like the druid in the old daysWear a tall hat and a Tattooed gownRide a white swan like the people of the Beltane,Wear your hair long,babe,you can't go wrong.Catch a bright star and place it on your forehead,Say a few spells and baby,there you go,Take a black cat and sit it on your shoulder,And in the morning you'll know all you know.Wear a tall hat like the druid in the old daysWear a tall hat and a Tattooed gownRide a white swan like the people of the Beltane,Wear your hair long, babe ,you can't go wrong.Da di di da, da di di da"
Author: Marc Bolan
30. "The designer of my Emmy gown is donating my gown to the charity for an auction."
Author: Maria Menounos
31. "Blood trickles from my throat, on to Kate's white nightgown. She screams at the sight. 'Jarrod, you're bleeding!''I'm all right, don't struggle I won't let it get to you."
Author: Marianne Curley
32. "Forest who is in love with fire will wear black wedding gown in her wedding."
Author: Mehmet Murat Ildan
33. "The door of the jail being flung open, the young woman stood fully revealed before the crowd. It seemed to be her first impulse to clasp the infant closely to her bosom that she might conceal a certain token which was wrought or fastened to her dress. In a moment, however, wisely judging that one token of her shame would but poorly serve to hide another, she took the baby on her arm, and, with a burning blush and yet a haughty smile, looked around at her townspeople and neighbors. On the breast of her gown, in fine red cloth, surrounded with an elaborate embroidery and fantastic flourishes of gold thread, appeared the letter A."
Author: Nathaniel Hawthorne
34. "Wy, ludzie, mówicie o zyciu i smierci, jakby to byly dwie rzeczy wzajemnie sie wykluczajace, jakby nie istniala rzeka, bedaca równiez droga, czy piesn, bedaca kolorem.Bo nie istnieja - odparl Cien. - Prawda? Echa znad wody powtarzaly szeptem jego slowa.Musisz pamietac - rzekl cierpko pan Ibis ze zycie i smierc to dwie strony tej samej monety, jak orzel i reszka na cwiercdolarówce.A gdybym mial cwiercdolarówke o dwóch orlach?Ale nie masz. Miewaja je tylko glupcy i bogowie."
Author: Neil Gaiman
35. "You spend Christmas at somebody's house, you worry about their operations, you give them hugs and kisses and flowers, you see them in their dressing gown...and then bang, that's it. Gone forever. And sooner or later there will be another mum, another Christmas, more varicose veins. They're all the same. Only the addresses, and the colors of the dressing gown, change."
Author: Nick Hornby
36. "Widzenie i tak jest w wiekszosci oszustwem. Tak naprawde nie widzimy nic, w wysokiej rozdzielczosci jest tylko pare stopni tam, gdzie skupia sie oko. Reszta pola to mgla – tylko swiatlo i ruch. Ruch powoduje zogniskowanie. A nasze oczy caly czas lataja. To sie nazywa „ruchy sarkadyczne". Obraz sie rozmazuje, bo ruch jest za szybki, zeby mózg nadazyl z integrowaniem klatek, wiec miedzy przystankami oko po prostu sie wylacza. Rejestruje tylko te izolowane stop-klatki, ale mózg wycina puste kadry i montuje material, dajac mózgowi... zludzenie ciaglosci. (…) I wiesz co jest naprawde niesamowite? Jesli cos porusza sie tylko podczas tych przerw, mózg po prostu to ignoruje. To cos jest niewidzialne."
Author: Peter Watts
37. "Give me a strapless gown and a rhinestone-studded guitar and some 55-year-olds in my audience, along with their kids and grandkids. Don't give me 'boogie'!"
Author: Phoebe Snow
38. "I must passed the crest a while agoAnd now I am going downStrange to have crossed the crest and not to know,But the brambles were always catching the hem of my gown.And the morning I thought how proud I should beTo stand there straight as a queen,Wrapped in the wind and the sun with the world under meBut the air was dull; there was little I could have seen.It was nearly level along the beaten trackAnd the brambles caught in my gownBut it's no use now to think of turning back,The rest of the way will be only going down."
Author: Sara Teasdale
39. "I was only then, when I knew I was alone, at least for the moment, that I reached under my gown into the pocket of my dress. As I pulled out my key from the yellow house, which I'd kept on my bureau since the day Nate left, I traced the shape one last time before folding my hand tightly around it. Behind me, Cora was calling again. My family was waiting. Looking down at the pond, all I could think was that it is an incredible thing, how a whole world can rise from what seems like nothing at all. I stepped closer to the edge, keeping my eyes on my reflection as I dropped the key into the water, where it landed with a splash. At first, the fish darted away, but as it began to sink they circled back, gathering around. Together, they followed it down, down until it was gone.<3"
Author: Sarah Dessen
40. "... He'd been about to turn away when she lifted her face to the moon and sang.It was not in any language that he knew. Not in the common tongue, or in Eyllwe, or in the languages of Fenharrow or Melisande, or anywhere else on the continentThis language was ancient, each word full of power and rage and agony.She did not have a beautiful voice. And many of the words sounded like half sobs, the vowels stretched by the pangs of sorrow, the consonants hardened by anger. She beat her breast in time, so full of savage grace, so at odds with the black gown and veil she wore. The hair on the back of his neck stood as the lament poured from her mouth, unearthly and foreign, a song of grief so old that it predated the stone castle itself.And the the song finished, its end as butal and sudden as Nehemia's death had been.She stood there a few moments, silent and unmoving."
Author: Sarah J. Maas
41. "You are my siren," he said, running his hands along her thighs and down her calves, feeling the shape of her even as the silk of her gown kept them both from what they wanted. "My temptress . . . my sorceress . . . I cannot resist you, no matter how I try. You threaten to send me over the edge."
Author: Sarah MacLean
42. "Then the queenmother said, "I am done with weeping." She whistled for the grey wolves that guarded her keep, and they loped at her heels as she rode around the Inward Sea and south to Ramas, and the way was long and hard. She knelt before her brother, King Thyrse, and begged him to lend this strength to save her son and kingdom from the lamia's stranglehold. But he bade her go hom to her northern keep, saying, "It more befits a woman to weep than to war." She rent her gown and showed under it a corset of steel, saying, "Brother, by our sire and our dame, remember the same blood runs in both our veins."
Author: Sarah Micklem
43. "Miss Bennet, I am quite aware of your superior talent for cutting down the Lord's forsaken flock. I merely mean to spare your gown.'Thank you,' said Elizabeth, composing herself, 'but I should rather my gown be soiled than my honor."
Author: Seth Grahame Smith
44. "When will you ask for your post back?" he whispered in her ear. "I miss the smell ofindustrial-strength solvents."She laughed softly. "Soon. And when will you have papers read at the mathematical societyagain? I rather like having my husband called a genius for reasons that are not clear to me."My husband. The words rolled off her tongue, easy and beautiful. He kissed her fervently."Soon. My brilliance quite overflowed on the way home. I have four notebooks to show forit.""Good. We don't want people to think I love you for your looks alone.""In that case we should also put you in some rather revealing gowns once in a while, so thatpeople don't think I married you for your accomplishments alone."
Author: Sherry Thomas
45. "Finnick?" I say, "Maybe some pants?"He looks down at his legs as if noticing his outfit for the first time. Then he whips off his hospital gown leaving him in just his underwear. "Why? Do you find this" -- he strikes a ridiculously provocative pose -- "distracting?"I laugh. Boggs looks embarrassed and Finnick looks more like the guy I met at the Quarter Quell"
Author: Suzanne Collins
46. "Tymczasem bogowie byli równie zdziwieni jak magowie... Zreszta i tak zajmowala ich trwajaca cale eony wojna z Lodowymi Gigantami, którzy nie chcieli im zwrócic pozyczonej kosiarki do trawy."
Author: Terry Pratchett
47. "Belize: Hell or heaven? [Roy indicates "Heaven" through a glance]Belize: Like San Francisco.Roy Cohn: A city. Good. I was worried... it'd be a garden. I hate that shit.Belize: Mmmm. Big city. Overgrown with weeds, but flowering weeds. On every corner a wrecking crew and something new and crooked going up catty corner to that. Windows missing in every edifice like broken teeth, fierce gusts of gritty wind, and a gray high sky full of ravens.Roy Cohn: Isaiah.Belize: Prophet birds, Roy. Piles of trash, but lapidary like rubies and obsidian, and diamond-colored cowspit streamers in the wind. And voting booths.Roy Cohn: And a dragon atop a golden horde.Belize: And everyone in Balencia gowns with red corsages, and big dance palaces full of music and lights and racial impurity and gender confusion. And all the deities are creole, mulatto, brown as the mouths of rivers. Race, taste and history finally overcome. And you ain't there.Roy Cohn: And Heaven?Belize: That was Heaven, Roy."
Author: Tony Kushner
48. "What is it about wearing a tuxedo or that little black dress, that makes us feel confident, beautiful, splendid, even invincible?We put on formal wear and suddenly we become extraordinary.On the days when you feel low and invisible, why not try this on for size: imagine you are wearing a fantastic tailored tuxedo or a stunning formal gown.And then proceed with your day."
Author: Vera Nazarian
49. "My closet is organized by tops, pants, and outerwear, but not a lot of dresses. Gowns are in another room because I don't often dress formally, even though I design gowns. Like most designers, I have a uniform, and mine is a legging."
Author: Vera Wang
50. "I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door; So I turn'd to the Garden of Love, That so many sweet flowers bore. And I saw it was filled with graves, And tomb-stones where flowers should be: And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds, And binding with briars, my joys & desires."
Author: William Blake

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