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1. "Leaving this changeling for George, she washed his ripe fruit, and bit and broke the skin. An intense tang, the underside of velvet. Then flesh dissolved in a rush of nectar. Juice drenched her hand and wet the inside of her wrist. She had forgotten, if she'd ever know, that what was sweet could also be so complicated, that fruit could have a nap, like fabric, soft one way, sleek the other."
Author: Allegra Goodman
2. "In the village, a sage should go about Like a bee, which, not harmingFlower, colour or scent, Flies off with the nectar."
Author: Anonymous
3. "-What's so funny?""-Sorry," David said, reddening again. "You just taste so sweet.""-What do you mean, sweet?"He licked his bottom lip one more time."-You taste like honey.""-Honey?""-Yeah, I thought I was going nuts the day...well, you know, that one day. But it was the same today. Your mouth is really sweet."He paused for a second, then grinned."-Hot like honey-like nectar. That makes more sense.""-Great. Now I'm going to have to explain that to everyone I kiss for the rest of my life unless it's you or another faerie." She'd almost said Tamani's name. Her fingers flew to the ring around her neck.David shrugged."-Then don't kiss anyone except me.""-David...""-I'm just offering up the obvious solution," he said, hands up in protest."
Author: Aprilynne Pike
4. "A bitter thing cannot be made sweet. The taste of anything can be changed. But poison cannot be changed into nectar."
Author: B.R. Ambedkar
5. "Didn't know she was spoken for.""You do now", Jack snarled. "And the next time you try to pass off your bloody Fae nectar on a human, I'll shove your little horned head up your arse and hold it there until you stop twitching."
Author: Caitlin Kittredge
6. "His blood was the nectar for my soul"
Author: Celeste Carrara
7. "Arraigned at my own bar, Memory having given her evidence of the hopes, wishes, sentiments I had been cherishing since last night-- of the general state of mind which I have indulged for nearly a fortnight past; Reason having come forward and told in her own quiet way , a plain, unvarnished tale, showing how I had rejected the real, and rabidly devoured the ideal;-- I pronounced judgment to this effect:-- That a greater fool than Jane Eyre had never breathed the breath of life: that a more fantastic idiot had never surfeited herself on sweet lies, and swallowed the poison as if it were nectar."
Author: Charlotte Brontë
8. "Mi-am amintit de doctorul John, de calda mea afectiune pentru el, de increderea mea in marile lui calitati, de bucuria cu care ma invaluia frumusetea sa sufleteasca. Ce devenise aceasta prietenie, care era acum jumatate fiinta vie si jumatate marmura, numai de o parte adevar pur si de partea cealalta poate numai o gluma?Murise oare cu adevarat sentimentul acesta? Nu stiu cu exactitate, insa era ingropat. [...]Ma pripisem oare? Ma intrebam asta adesea [...] Dar, in timp, am invatat ca nimic din aceasta bunatate, aceasta cordialitate, aceasta muzica, nimic din toate astea nu-mi era adresat. Faceau parte din fiinta lui, erau mierea firii lui, blestemul fapturii sale- le impartea in jur asa cum fructul copt rasplateste cu dulceata lui albina ratacitoare, le raspandea in jur asa cum florile isi daruiesc mireasma. Oare nectarul iubeste cu adevarat albina sau pasarea careia i se daruieste? Oare macesul e cu adevarat indragostit de vazduhul din jur?"
Author: Charlotte Brontë
9. "Seconds later, the female security officer grabbed a pair of my father's shorts from the top of the duffel bag, and emptied out the contents of his pockets. A lighter, three nail files, a pocket wrench, a pair of pliers, a screwdriver, and a nectarine fell onto the folding table. I looked at the woman, looked at my father, and then looked around to see if anyone else was watching. "What's the problem?" my father asked the woman. "Sir, I'm going to have to take this lighter away from you," she said. "The lighter?" I asked her. "What about the bomb kit he's carrying around? He could do a lot more damage to a person with that wrench." "I need the wrench!" he shrieked. "For what?" "What if something goes wrong with the plane?"
Author: Chelsea Handler
10. "Blood, for a mosquito, is a delicacy. They otherwise feed on the nectar of flowers."
Author: Craig Childs
11. "Those ancients who in poetry presented the golden age, who sang its happy state,perhaps, in their Parnassus, dreamt this place. Here, mankind's root was innocent; and herewere every fruit and never-ending spring; these streams--the nectar of which poets sing."
Author: Dante Alighieri
12. "Lovely Arra Sails,nectar to all males,how I'd like to spear you like a whaler spears a whale!"
Author: Darren Shan
13. "I could hear the knock and whistle of the water pipes, the purr of the calico cat. And at that moment a happiness filled me that was pure and perfect and yet it was bled with despair - as if I had been handed a cup of ambrosial nectar to drink from and knew that once I finished drinking, the cup would be withdrawn forever, and nothing to come would ever taste as good."
Author: David Leavitt
14. "I was a happy man. Life looks good when God buys you lunch with a ravishing witch and the next stop is at Mr. Nectar's place."
Author: Doug Ten Rose
15. "I've been alone since my mom met Scott.He sucked the nectar from her heartlike a famished butterfly. No nurture,no nourishment left for Kristina.A vacation is a poor substitutefor love."
Author: Ellen Hopkins
16. "He sucked the nectar from her heart like a famished butterfly."
Author: Ellen Hopkins
17. "Night was falling. Birds were singing. Birds were, it occurred to me to say, enacting a frantic celebration of day's end. They were manifesting as the earth's bright-colored nerve endings, the sun's descent urging them into activity, filling them individually with life nectar, the life nectar then being passed into the world, out of each beak, in the form of that bird's distinctive song, which was, in turn, an accident of beak shape, throat shape, breast configuration, brain chemistry: some birds blessed in voice, others cursed; some squeaking, others rapturous."
Author: George Saunders
18. "No son los elementos los que determinan el conjunto, sino el conjunto el que determina los elementos.Aisladamente, una pieza de un puzzle no quiere decir nada; es tan sólo pregunta imposible, reto opaco; pero no bien logramos conectarla con una de sus vecinas, desaparece, deja de existir como pieza: la intensa dificultad que precedió aquel acercamiento, no sólo no tiene ya razón de ser, sino que parece no haberla tenido nunca, hasta tal punto se ha hecho evidencia: las dos piezas milagrosamente reunidas ya sólo son una, a su vez fuente de error, de duda, de desazón y de espera"
Author: Georges Perec
19. "There is a pleasure a bee takes in collecting nectar and piling it into a hive. It knows well that the chores involved in such a task will yield sweet results."
Author: Gloria D. Gonsalves
20. "Gentlemen, like a bee do not give up to work that nectar in the soul of your queen until she has enough sweetness to be shared by both of you."
Author: Gloria D. Gonsalves
21. "No me queda más remedio que ser paciente, deshacer los nudos y volver a conectar cada hilo. Recomponer la situación. ¿Por dónde empiezo? No encuentro el punto de partida. Estoy anclado al pie de un alto muro. La pared que me rodea es resbaladiza como la superficie de un espejo. No hay nada a lo que echar mano. Nada a lo que agarrarse. Estoy perdido"
Author: Haruki Murakami
22. "No es una casualidad que los Sufis piensen que pueden conectarse de forma más constructiva con personas que están bien integradas en el mundo, además de tener objetivos superiores, y que aquellas que adoptan una actitud razonable hacia la vida y la sociedad tal como la conocemos pueden por lo general absorber muy bien las enseñanzas Sufis"
Author: Idries Shah
23. "I would rend anyone limb from limb who tried to come between Regan and me. From now on, the only one who will hear her scream when she comes is me. The only man who will get to taste the nectar between her legs is me. The only cock that will ever pleasure her, from this moment until I never draw another breath, is mine."
Author: Jessica Clare
24. "I go to books and to nature as the bee goes to a flower, for a nectar that I can make into my own honey."
Author: John Burroughs
25. "How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh, and crabbed as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfet raigns."
Author: John Milton
26. "A good quote is the nectar of a gallon of wisdom squeezed into an eight ounce glass." Johnny Flora"
Author: Johnny Flora
27. "I have crushed the cup of youth like a rose between my fingers but its nectar never warmed my weary heart."
Author: Jon English
28. "From black-rimmed plates they ate turtle soup and eaten Russianrye bread, ripe Turkish olives, caviar, salted mullet-roe, smokedFrankfurt black puddings, game in gravies the colour of liquoriceand boot-blacking truffled sauces, chocolate caramel creams, plumpuddings, nectarines, preserved fruits, mulberries and heart-cherries;from dark coloured glasses they drank the wines of Limagne andRousillon, of Tenedoes, Val de Peñas and Oporto, and, after the coffeeand the walnut cordial they enjoyed kvass, porters and stouts."
Author: Joris Karl Huysmans
29. "Hatred needs scorn. Scorn is hatred's nectar!"
Author: Jules Amédée Barbey D'Aurevilly
30. "We need to keep an eye on her," Edgar added. Nathan's grip on me tightened. His nectar of the Gods smell intoxicated me. "Are my eyes not fit to watch over her?" Dylan stepped towards us. "It's not that, we don't think-" Nathan didn't let him finish. "I am forever grateful to all of you." He glanced around the room making deliberate eye contact with each person. "However, none of you have any comprehension of my emotions right now. It is my divine right to have time alone with her."
Author: Karen Amanda Hooper
31. "Come away with me now, sweet tease, and we will pleasure each other all the night long. We will strip off these masks, and with them rid ourselves of all inhibition. You do not yet know me, but I will soon know your every delectable inch, taste your nectar, explore your most intimate, womanly secrets. I will take you where you have never been, touch you in ways you have never been touched. Until you weep with the joy of it."
Author: Kasey Michaels
32. "Hold love like a butterfly, with gentle preservation. Hold life like the reigns of a wild stallion, with fierce assertion. Encompass that, and you find the nectar of the immortal spirit."
Author: Kellie Elmore
33. "Because I like you a lot. Because you're beautiful and strong and make me feel things I can't allow myself to feel. Because you listen to me in the moonlight like every word I say forms a drop of nectar. Because you've lived a shit life and come out the other side to be someone amazing. Because now you live a dangerous life with a scar on your back to prove it and I can't afford to lose anyone else that means something to me..."
Author: Kristen Ashley
34. "She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox's tongue. She tastes like hope."
Author: Laini Taylor
35. "A man in a topiary maze cannot judge of the twistings and turnings, and which avenue might lead him to the heart; while one who stands above, on some pleasant prospect, looking down upon the labyrinth, is reduced to watching the bewildered circumnavigations of the tiny victim through obvious coils - as the gods, perhaps, looked down on besieged and blood-sprayed Troy from the safety of their couches, and thought mortals weak and foolish while they themselves reclined in comfort, and had only to snap to call Ganymade to theeir side with nectar decanted.So I, now, with the vantage of my years, am sensible of my foolishness, my blindness, as a child. I cannot think of my blunders without a shriveling of the inward parts - not merely the disiccation attendant on shame, but also the aggravation of remorse that I did not demand explanation, that I did not sooner take my mother by the hand, and-I do not know what I regret. I sit with my pen, and cannot find an end to that sentence."
Author: M.T. Anderson
36. "He slouched back in his seat, looking tired, and leaned his face on his shoulder to look at me while he played with my hair. He started to hum a song, and then, after a few bars, he sang it. Quietly, sort of half-sung, half-spoken, incredibly gentle. I didn't catch all the words, but it was about his summer girl. Me. Maybe his forever girl. His yellow eyes were half-lidded as he sang, and in that golden moment, hanging taut in the middle of an icecovered landscape like a single bubble of summer nectar, I could see how my life could be stretched out in front of me."
Author: Maggie Stiefvater
37. "Who is to say that prayers have any effect? On the other hand, who is to say they don't? I picture the gods, diddling around on Olympus, wallowing in the nectar and ambrosia and the aroma of burning bones and fat, mischievous as a pack of ten-year-olds with a sick cat to play with and a lot of time on their hands. 'Which prayer shall we answer today?' they ask one another. 'Let's cast the dice! Hope for this one, despair for that one, and while we're at it, let's destroy the life of that woman over there by having sex with her in the form of a crayfish!' I think they pull a lot of their pranks because they're bored."
Author: Margaret Atwood
38. "A flavor...what do you think, old madman, what do you think? That if you find a lost flavor you will eradicate decades of misunderstanding and find yourself confronted with a truth that might redeem the aridity of your heart of stone? And yet he had in his possession all the arms that make for the best duelist: a fine way with his pen, nerve, panache. His prose...his prose was nectar, ambrosia, a hymn to language: it was gut-wrenching, and it hardly mattered whether he was talking about food or something else, it would be a mistake to think that the topic mattered: it was the way he phrased it that was so brilliant."
Author: Muriel Barbery
39. "It was like a great bee come home from some field where the honey is full of poison wildness, of insanity and nightmare, its body crammed with that over-rich nectar and now it was sleeping the evil out of itself."
Author: Ray Bradbury
40. "Because he was closer to her here than in the office, and less shy than in the car, he could see clearly now what he'd only been able to guess at before: the texture of her skin was what had made him want to pull off her clothes the moment he'd seen her. It was like the surface of a flawless apricot or nectarine; it glowed; it needed to be taken and eaten. A small edge of white lace could be glimpsed just inside the V-neck of her dress, moving with each breath and quivering when she laughed, and that frivolous, unconscious touch of flirtation made him heavy with lust."
Author: Richard Yates
41. "We hunger after the sweet nectar of happiness without understanding that it is harvested from the flowering field of good deeds."
Author: Richelle E. Goodrich
42. "Look past your thoughts, so you maydrink the pure nectar of This Moment."
Author: Rumi
43. "I'm like a moth that flew into your web of its own accord. I'm dreaming of the day you'll devour me... But you just give me sweet nectar so I won't die. Then, one day, an adorable butterfly gets caught in your web. And right in front of my eyes, you devour her with relish. When I've seen this for myself, I can finally be free..."
Author: Setona Mizushiro
44. "Deben confiar en que, de algún modo, los puntos se conectarán en su futuro"
Author: Steve Jobs
45. "...lepidopterists give the noun a gerund's push toward the verb, and say that butterflies are nectaring..."
Author: Sue Hubbell
46. "It takes a bee 10,000,000 trips to collect enough nectar to make 1 pound of honey."
Author: Sue Monk Kidd
47. "I drag myself over to the honeysuckle bush and pluck a flower. I gently pull the stamen through the blossom and set the drop of nectar on my tongue. The sweetness spreads through my mouth, down my throat, warming my veins with memories of summer, and my home woods and Gale's presence beside me."
Author: Suzanne Collins
48. "?"Tell me, sir, what is a butterfly?""It's what you are meant to become. It flies with beautiful wings and joins the earth to heaven. It drinks only nectar from the flowers and carries the seeds of love from one flower to another. Without butterflies, the world would soon have few flowers."
Author: Trina Paulus
49. "And like nectar inside the bud,my blood drinks from your blood, beloved,and starves to join the salvation in your eyes;to be understood again and again, by your nakedness and certainty, a humbleness that trickles into the crevices of my seasoned mind."
Author: V.S. Atbay
50. "Suddenly the full long wail of a ship's horn surged through the open window and flooded the dim room - a cry of boundless, dark, demanding grief; pitch-black and glabrous as a whale's back and burdened with all the passions of the tides, the memory of voyages beyond counting, the joys, the humiliations: the sea was screaming. Full of the glitter and the frenzy of night, the horn thundered in, conveying from the distant offing, from the dead center of the sea, a thirst for the dark nectar in the little room."
Author: Yukio Mishima

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