Arms – Quotes

this one whom habit

this one whom habit of memory propels to the ground of his making, sleeper only the mortal sounds can sing awake, this blessing love gives again into our arms. Galway Kinnell

When I sleepwalk into your room, and pick you up, and hold you up in the moonlight, you cling to me hard, as if clinging could save us. I think you think I will never die, I think I exude to you the permanence of smoke or stars, even as my broken arms heal themselves … Read more

The law speaks too

The law speaks too softly to be heard amidst the din of arms. Gaius Marius

Hush Hattie! I said,

Hush Hattie! I said, intoxicated with my success. I don’t want to go to my room. Everyone must know I shan’t marry the prince. I ran to the door to our street, opened it, and called out into the night, I shan’t marry the prince. I turned back into the hall and ran to Char … Read more

Mrs. Loontwill did what

Mrs. Loontwill did what any well-prepared mother would do upon finding her unmarried daughter in the arms of a gentleman werewolf: she had very decorous, and extremely loud, hysterics. Gail Carriger

Alexia blinked stupidly at

Alexia blinked stupidly at the Beta from around the earl’s upper arm. Her heart was doing crazy things, and she still could not locate her kneecaps. She took a deep breath and put some serious attention into tracking them down. Gail Carriger

Biffy said, off the

Biffy said, off the cuff, Or we could find a replacement queen. Volunteering for the position? Why, Professor, is that wittiness I detect? Only for you. Charmer. Biffy tapped him on the arm playfully. Gail Carriger

When you find the

When you find the one, my lad, grab her up in your arms and never let her go. You may never get another chance. Gaelen Foley

The baby, a girl,

The baby, a girl, is born at 6:24 a.m. She weighs six pounds, ten ounces. The mother takes the baby in her arms and asks her, Who are you, my little one? And in response, this baby, who is Liz and not Liz at the same time, laughs. Gabrielle Zevin

Carmelia Montiel, a twenty-year-old

Carmelia Montiel, a twenty-year-old virgin, had just bathed in orange-blossom water and was strewing rosemary leaves on Pilar Ternera’s bed when the shot rang out. Aureliano José had been destined to find with her the happiness that Amaranta had denied him, to have seven children, and to die in her arms of old age, but … Read more