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251. "When I watch the living meet,And the moving pageant fileWarm and breathing through the streetWhere I lodge a little while,If the heats of hate and lustIn the house of flesh are strong,Let me mind the house of dustWhere my sojourn shall be long.In the nation that is notNothing stands that stood before;There revenges are forgot,And the hater hates no more;Lovers lying two and twoAsk not whom they sleep beside,And the bridegroom all night throughNever turns him to the bride."
Author: A.E. Housman
252. "If we would find God amid all the religious externals we must first determine to find Him, and then proceed in the way of simplicity. Now as always God discovers Himself to "babes" and hides Himself in thick darkness from the wise and the prudent. We must simplify our approach to Him. We must strip down to essentials (and they will be found to be blessedly few). We must put away all effort to impress, and come with the guileless candor of childhood. If we do this, without doubt God will quickly respond."
Author: A.W. Tozer
253. "I'm an enemy of exposition. I feel there's no need to overstate."
Author: Anson Mount
254. "As a rule, however fine and deep a phrase may be, it only affects the indifferent, and cannot fully satisfy those who are happy or unhappy; that is why dumbness is most often the highest expression of happiness or unhappiness; lovers understand each other better when they are silent, and a fervent, passionate speech delivered by the grave only touches outsiders, while to the widow and children of the dead man it seems cold and trivial."
Author: Anton Chekhov
255. "Leo hurried up to bed and hid under the covers. Under the covers he thought his life through. Although he soon fell asleep he could not sleep her out of his mind. He woke, beating his breast. Though he prayed to be rid of her, his prayers went unanswered. Through days of torment he endlessly struggled not to love her; fearing success, he escaped it. He then concluded to convert her to goodness, himself to God. The idea alternately nauseated and exalted him."
Author: Bernard Malamud
256. "Love binds people too, in matrimony's sacred bonds where chaste lovers are met, and friends cement their trust and friendship. How happy is mankind, if the love that orders the stars above rules, too, in your hearts."
257. "You get one experience of a thing when you look along it and another when you look at it. Which is the "true" or "valid" experience? Which tells you most about the thing? And you can hardly ask the question without noticing that for the last fifty years or so everyone has been taking the answer for granted. It has been assumed without discussion that if you want the true account of religion you must go, not to religious people, but to anthropologists; that if you want the true account of sexual love you must go, not to lovers, but to psychologists... The answer is that we must never allow the rot to begin. We must, on pain of idiocy, deny from the very outset the idea that looking at is, by its own nature, intrinsically truer or better than looking along. One must look both along and at everything."
Author: C.S. Lewis
258. "The most remarkable thing about my mother is that for thirty years she served the family nothing but leftovers. The original meal has never been found."
Author: Calvin Trillin
259. "Soft. She was so soft, and warm. So giving as she moved with him. Rising to take him in, the covers shrouding her back as she arched.His lips clasped her nipple and she cried out, her fingernails dragging down his hips. She clamped around him. Squeezing. Taking. Giving more."
Author: Cari Quinn
260. "(on teaching writing) So many writers come to class with one question dominant in their mind, 'How do I make a living from this?' It's a fair enough question and one I always try to answer well - but it saddens me that it so often overshadows the more relevant questions of 'why am I writing' and 'what am I saying' and 'how do I keep it honest."
Author: Celine Kiernan
261. "Well, people got attatched. Once you cut the umbilical cord they attatched to the other things. Sight, sound, sex, money, mirages, mothers, masturbation, murder, and Monday morning hangovers."
Author: Charles Bukowski
262. "Randy young couples in Naples don't even bother with lovers' lanes they simply park on any street and paste the windows with newspaper. A daughter with an encyclopaedic knowledge of current affairs is not something a Neapolitan father brags about. To ensure the undivided attentions of their partner some men prefer to paste the windows with the sports newspaper. Maybe that's why La Gazzetta dello Sport is pink—to enhance the mood."
Author: Chris Harrison
263. "Having a lover/friend who regards you as a living growing criatura, being, just as much as the tree from the ground, or a ficus in the house, or a rose garden out in the side yard... having a lover and friends who look at you as a true living breathing entity, one that is human but made of very fine and moist and magical things as well... a lover and friends who support the ciatura in you... these are the people you are looking for. They will be the friends of your soul for life. Mindful choosing of friends and lovers, not to mention teachers, is critical to remaining conscious, remaining intuitive, remaining in charge of the fiery light that sees and knows."
Author: Clarissa Pinkola Estés
264. "But I finally concluded that it is an inalienable right of lovers everywhere to become temporarily worthless to the world, it may even be their duty."
Author: David James Duncan
265. "Controversial proposals, once accepted, soon become hallowed."
Author: Dean Acheson
266. "Be careful of the curse that falls on young loversStarts so soft and sweet and turns them to huntersA man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by nightMay still become a wolf when the autumn moon is brightIf you could only see the beast you've made of meI held it in but now it seems you've set it running freeThe saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unboundI hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground"
Author: Florence Welch
267. "Pero hacia las siete de la noche las ventanas se abrian de golpe para convocar el aire fresco que empezaba a moverse,y una muchedumbre jubilosa se echaba a las calles sin ningun otro proposito distinto que vivir."
Author: Gabriel García Márquez
268. "I suspect it may be like the difference between a drinker and an alcoholic; the one merely reads books, the other needs books to make it through the day."(Interview with The Booklovers blog, September 2010)"
Author: Gail Carriger
269. "Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge."
Author: George Gordon Byron
270. "But I was very disappointed that I didn't get a chance to go overseas with that group, might not have gotten back but I wanted very much to go because there's not much of a record of the exploits of the first Negro fighter group."
Author: Gordon Parks
271. "Works that have a certain imperfection to them have an appeal for that very reason - or at least they appeal to certain types of people... You discover something about that work that tugs at your heart - or maybe we should say that the work discovers you."
Author: Haruki Murakami
272. "If your business plan depends on suddenly being "discovered" by some big shot, your plan will probably fail. Nobody suddenly discovers anything. Things are made slowly and in pain."
Author: Hugh MacLeod
273. "All I wanted and all Neal wanted and all anybody wanted was some kind of penetration into the heart of things where, like in a womb, we could curl up and sleep the ecstatic sleep that Burroughs was experiencing with a good big mainline shot of M. and advertising executives in NY were experiencing with twelve Scotch & Sodas in Stouffers before they made the drunkard's train to Westchester---but without hangovers."
Author: Jack Kerouac
274. "YOU MUST NOT HATE BECAUSE SOMEONE HATES, LET YOUR LOVE OVERSHADOW THEIR HATE SO THAT THEY MAY LOVE BECAUSE YOU LOVE."
Author: James C. Uwandu
275. "Romeo and JulietRomeo and Juliet is a tragic play written early in the career of William Shakespeare about two teenage "star-cross'd lovers" whose untimely deaths ultimately unite their feuding households. It was among Shakespeare's most popular plays during his lifetime and, along with Hamlet, is one of his most frequently performed plays. Today, the title characters are regarded as archetypal "young lovers". (From Wikipedia)"
Author: Jane Austen
276. "They dream of men with gentle hands, eloquent with tenderness, fingers that brushed along a cheek, that outlined open lips in the lovers' braille. Hands that sculpted sweetness from sullen flesh, that traced breast and ignited hips, opening, kneading. Flesh becomes bread in the heat of those hands, braided and rising."
Author: Janet Fitch
277. "We drank coffee like two lovers, despite the fact that we were strangers separated by a window and about two hundred feet. Thank God for binoculars."
Author: Jarod Kintz
278. "Today was a rocket ship of a day. If you guessed that today was Monday (Moonday), you'd win the "Astronauts Make Better Lovers" Award. But I say, Take off your fucking helmet when I'm talking to you. And do they really make better lovers? I say, Put on your concrete boots, Lunar Child III, and come back to earth."
Author: Jarod Kintz
279. "She looked at me like I was crazy. Most of my lovers do, and that's partly why they love me, and partly why they leave"
Author: Jeanette Winterson
280. "Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words.I don't believe in "sadness", "joy", or "regret".Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that is oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions."
Author: Jeffrey Eugenides
281. "We are apt to overshoot, in the days that are calm, and to think ourselves far higher, and more strong than we find we be when the trying day is upon us . . . We could not live without such turnings of the hand of God upon us. We should be overgrown with flesh, if we had not our seasonable winter" (Seasonable Counsel, 694). In the days of pain, the Lord showed me how much flesh I still retain –– how prone I am to fear, sadness, worry, agitation, frustration, and doubt. Yet through it all, how wondrously beautiful are the reign of God over sin through the cross and all the gospel fruits that flow from it toward me: forgiveness, reconciliation, life, righteousness, help, true hope, peace, resolute joy, persevering strength, ears to hear the word and a heart to believe it, transformed desires that compel me and my family to follow God."
Author: John Bunyan
282. "While negativity is politically useful, it is also demoralizing unless it is accompanied - and to some extent overshadowed - by elevated and inspiring ideas about the American future."
Author: John Podhoretz
283. "Lovers have a right to betray you... friends don't."
Author: Judy Holliday
284. "For me optimism is two lovers walking into the sunset arm in arm. Or maybe into the sunrise - whatever appeals to you."
Author: Krzysztof Kieslowski
285. "The Bible is obviously a mixed book. Literary and nonliterary (expository, explanatory) writing exist side by side within the covers of this unique book."
Author: Leland Ryken
286. "When passion diesfriendship hovers round our flesh like flies"
Author: Leonard Cohen
287. "When the plastic was discarded, Sam paused at the sight of a bruise on the side of her knee. He traced the edge of the dark blotch, his touch so light it was nearly imperceptible. His head was bent, so Lucy couldn't see his expression. But his hands went to the mattress on either side of her hips, his fingers digging into the bedclothes. A deep tremor went through him, desire splintering through restraint.Lucy didn't dare say a word. She stared fixedly at the top of his head, the span of his shoulders. Her ears were filled with the echoes of her heartbeat.His head bent, the light sliding across the dark layers of his hair. The touch of his lips was soft and searing against the bruise, causing her to jerk in surprise. His mouth lingered, drifting to the inside of her thigh. His fingers tightened until he gripped the covers in handfuls."
Author: Lisa Kleypas
288. "I do needlepoint from kits. I give them as gifts to people in the form of cushion covers and they are often speechless with horror."
Author: Lynne Truss
289. "A third reason scientists are reluctant to examine paranormal phenomena is that they appear to contradict known physical laws. What is the point of studying the impossible? Only a fool would waste his time. The problem of data in conflict with existing theory cannot be overstated. Arthur Eddington once said you should never believe any experiment until it has been confirmed by theory, but this humorous view has a reality that cannot be discounted."
Author: Michael Crichton
290. "My father brought me a box of books once when I was about three and a half or four. I remember the carton they were in and the covers with illustrations by Newell C. Wyeth."
Author: Paula Fox
291. "I don't like being overexposed. I don't like being on covers. And I don't like people talking about me."
292. "Sometimes its controversy, but we all have our choices that we make."
Author: Solomon Burke
293. "I am not altogether confident of my ability to put my thoughts into words: My texts are usually better after an editor has hacked away at them, and I am used to both editing and being edited. Which is to say that I am not oversensitive in such matters."
Author: Stieg Larsson
294. "We star-crossed lovers of District 12, who suffered so much and enjoyed so little the rewards of our victory, do not seek our fans' favor, grace them with our smiles, or catch their kisses. We are unforgiving. And I love it. Getting to be myself at last."
Author: Suzanne Collins
295. "Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other Who think the same thoughts without need of speech"
Author: T.S. Eliot
296. "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
297. "Michael fled up the steps and slipped back into their room. He undressed quickly and slid under the covers. Griffin stirred and pulled him close."Where did you disappear to?" Griffin asked in a sleepy voice."Santa made me blow him before he'd give up the presents. He's too old. Took him forever to come."
Author: Tiffany Reisz
298. "The protagonist, Amanda, discusses her sex relationship with her husband, John Paul --As long as it's done with honesty and grace, John Paul doesn't mind if I go to bed with other men. Or with other girls, as is sometimes my fancy. What has marriage got to do with it? Marriage is not a synonym for monogamy any more than monogamy is a synonym for ideal love. To live lightly on the earth, lovers and families must be more flexible and relaxed. The ritual of sex releases its magic inside or outside the marital bond. I approach that ritual with as much humility as possible and perform it whenever it seems appropriate. As for John Paul and me, a strange spurt of semen is not going to wash our love away."
Author: Tom Robbins
299. "In fact, though their acquaintance had been so short, they had guessed, as always happens between lovers, everything of any importance about each other in two seconds at the utmost, and it now remained only to fill in such unimportant details as what they were called; where they lived; and whether they were beggars or people of substance."
Author: Virginia Woolf
300. "I need a little language such as lovers use, words of one syllable such as children speak when they come into the room and find their mother sewing and pick up some scrap of bright wool, a feather, or a shred of chintz. I need a howl; a cry. When the storm crosses the marsh and sweeps over me where I lie in the ditch unregarded I need no words. Nothing neat. Nothing that comes down with all its feet on the floor. None of those resonances and lovely echoes that break and chime from nerve to nerve in our breasts making wild music, false phrases. I have done with phrases."
Author: Virginia Woolf
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