L Quotes
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“Lilith conjunct Venus is a chain of chaotic love events. This is a high on life type of love.”
“Lilith conjunct Venus is a playground for taboo love. Here, the desires are used to gain resources. And the resources are spent on the taboo desires.”
“Lilith is the one and only master to
all suppressed taboo desires.”
“Lilith is the tainted desire that is suppressed within him, within her, which wants to be expressed so badly.”
“Lilith opened the shutters and allowed herself to bathe in the bright moonlight, as it shone across the Highland Glen.”
Source: Longinus The Vampire: Redemption
“Lilith Wilde is more than just a pseudonym; she’s the embodiment of my romance literary rebirth. Think of her as the writer who guzzles coffee like water, who gets hit by writer’s block like it’s a sport, who eavesdrops on strangers for dialogue inspiration, and who looks to cats for a muse (because why not?). With Lilith Wilde, I go back into romance, but this time, with a flavor that’s as dark as my coffee.”
“Lilith with Mars wants the taboo desires to be expressed immediately.”
“Lilith: Oh, but your heart grows cold. A north wind blows and carries down the distant... Rose? The Doctor: Oooh, big mistake! Because that name keeps me fighting!”
“Lillian and Daisy were sisters from New York. Their family, the Bowmans, were astonishingly, vulgarly, almost unimaginably wealthy, having made their fortune with a soap manufacturing business. They had no good blood, no manners, and no social patrons. Lillian was a fiercely loving friend, but also strong-willed and bossy. And Daisy was a dreamer who often fretted that real life was never quite as interesting as the novels she read so voraciously.”
Source: A Wallflower Christmas
“Lillian Gish may be a charming person, but she is not Ophelia. She comes on stage as if she had been sent for to sew rings on the new curtains.”
“Lillian Gish thought that there should be a cabinet position for the arts and I think she was right. I think she was right.”
“Lillian lifted the cake pans from the oven and rested them on metal racks on the counter. The layers rose level and smooth from the pans; the scent, tinged with vanilla, traveled across the room in soft, heavy waves, filling the space with whispers of other kitchens, other loves. The students food themselves leaning forward in their chairs to greet the smells and the memories that came with them. Breakfast cake baking on a snow day off from school, all the world on holiday. The sound of cookie sheets clanging against the metal oven racks. The bakery that was the reason to get up on cold, dark mornings; a croissant placed warm in a young woman's hand on her way to the job she never meant to have. Christmas, Valentine's, birthdays, flowing together, one cake after another, lit by eyes bright with love.”
Source: The School of Essential Ingredients
“Lillian put out ingredients- sticks of butter, mounds of chopped onion and minced ginger and garlic, a bottle of white wine, pepper, lemons.
"We'll melt the butter first," she explained, "and then cook the onions until they become translucent." The class could hear the small snaps as the onions met the hot surface. "Make sure the butter doesn't brown, though," Lillian cautioned, "or it will taste burned."
When the pieces of onion began to disappear into the butter, Lillian quickly added the minced ginger, a new smell, part kiss, part playful slap. Garlic came next, a soft, warm cushion under the ginger, followed by salt and pepper.
"You can add some red pepper flakes, if you like," Lillian said, "and more or less garlic or ginger or other ingredients, depending on the mood you're in or the one you wanted to create. Now," she continued, "we'll coat the crab and roast it in the oven.”
Source: The School of Essential Ingredients
“Lillian shut her eyes briefly, as if she hoped when she opened them she would behold a world in which people never said ridiculous things.”
Source: Untold (The Lynburn Legacy Book 2)
“Lillian sometimes wondered why psychologists focused so much on a couple’s life in their bedroom. You could learn everything about a couple just watching their kitchen choreography as they prepared dinner.”
Source: The School of Essential Ingredients
“Lillian tells everyone about her flaws," Daisy said, her brown eyes twinkling. "She's proud of them."
"I do have a terrible temper," Lillian acknowledged smugly. "And I can curse like a sailor."
"Who taught you to do that?" Annabelle asked.
"My grandmother. She was a washerwoman. And my grandfather was the soap maker from whom she bought her supplies. Since she worked near the docks, most of her customers were sailors and dockers, who taught her words so vulgar that it would curl your hair ribbons to hear them.”
Source: Secrets of a Summer Night
“Lillie woke to darkness an instant before a large warm hand clamped down over her mouth…”
Source: Renegade's Pride
“Lilly made a face. She didn't have a gift. The elephants liked and trusted her. That was all. Her cat, Abby, used to be the same way. She did what Lilly wanted because they loved and trusted each other. Maybe people didn't give animals enough credit. They were smarter and had more feelings than anyone realized.”
Source: The Life She Was Given
“Lilly: Mia, when I recognize a human soul crying out for self-actualization, I am powerless to stop myself. I must do what I can to see that that person’s dream is realized.
[Gee, I haven’t noticed Lilly doing all that much to help me realize my dream of
French-kissing her brother. But on the other hand, I have not exactly made that dream known to her.]”
Source: Princess in the Spotlight
“Lilly Samson, The Switch, Quotes, shameless manipulation of.
Allergies disclaimer:
I would like to stress that this book is not exactly for the unwashed masses:
I delayed showering after the last switch. I've created a Pavlovian response: he must associate its floral sweetness with sexual fulfilment.
Adam has a "Pavlovian" reaction to Elena's BO? Bribes her with cake to lessen the wrath when asking Elena to wash?
He frowns, seeing that I'm silent and trembling.
'My perfume was weak; hers much stronger.' I say, my temper flaring.
Now, ladies and gentlemen, the usual wasteman chatting up yours truly in Sarf London would probably assume that a big phat slice of Marks & Spencer's Strawberry Pavlova will get him into the lady's knickers.
Nope, she's allergic to stupid.
A merengue dessert will hardly cause a rash, but a moron makes her skin crawl.
This is a cleverly written book.
So some of you, keen aspiring readers, please have your Oxford fictionary handy.
Just saying!
In the words of our hero:
Bloody pricey...But God, it is a nice smell. Don't you like it?
And then he "squirts onto her wrist, playfully.”
Source: The Switch
“Lilly says I have an overactive imagination and a pathological need to invent drama in my life.”
Source: The Princess Diaries
“Lilly was not crazy. She left a serious suicide note. 'Sorry,' said the note. 'Just not big enough.”
“Lilt pulled away. "I saw what he was doing, so I cleared a path for him. I helped him do it..." She shook her head, tears tracking the dust off her face, and turned to stare at the fallen tower. "Have we all gone mad to want this?”
“Lily and James only made you Secret-Keeper because I suggested it,” Black hissed, so venomously that Pettigrew took a step backward. “I thought it was the perfect plan... a bluff... Voldemort would be sure to come after me, would never dream they’d use a weak, talentless thing like you... It must have been the finest moment of your miserable life, telling Voldemort you could hand him the Potters.”
“Lily appeared, wearing her nightclothes, in the doorway. She gave an impatient sigh. 'This is certainly a very LONG private conversation,' she said. 'And there are certain people waiting for their comfort object.'
Lily,' her mother said fondly, 'you're very close to being an Eight, and when you're an Eight, your comfort object will be taken away. It will be recycled to the younger children. You should be starting to go off to sleep without it.'
But her father had already gone to the shelf and taken down the stuffed elephant which was kept there. Many of the comfort objects, like Lily's, were soft, stuffed, imaginary creatures. Jonas's had been called a bear.
Here you are, Lily-billy,' he said. 'I'll come help you remove your hair ribbons.”
Source: The Giver
“Lily: Be careful what you wish for, Peter, or the universe might hear you... and send more than even you can handle!”
Source: Peter Pan
“Lily: Be careful what you wish for, Peter, or tye universe might hear you... and send more than even you can handle!”
Source: Peter Pan
“Lily believed that if you don’t take care of your own army, you are essentially taking care of someone else’s army.”
Source: Palace Intrigue
“Lily Brown writes with and against things in poems that are coiled up tight as springs (or snakes). A believer in the power of the line, she writes, 'I think the plastics/and sink them' then 'Where is the sand/man hiding the dirt.' These terse, biting poems will make you look around and wonder.”
“Lily Chadwick knew there was something different about the fiercely scowling gentleman the first moment she saw him.
She could feel it.
The instant their gazes met, caught, held, something skittered across her skin like a rain of white sparks. It entered her bloodstream, heating her from the inside until her breath became stilted and her knees went alarmingly weak.
He stared at her from beneath a brow drawn low in a forbidding expression. His eyes were so dark, even the light of the glittering ballroom could not be reflected there. The angles of his face were hard, his jaw sharply defined, and he held his mouth in a harsh line that attempted to harden the full curve of his lower lip but didn't quite manage it.
Lily tried to glance away demurely, but she couldn't seem to manage. She felt a flutter that became a tightening in her belly. Her heart stopped, skipped a few beats, then started up again in a frantic rhythm as he just kept watching her.
Despite his severe, aloof appearance, something about him reached out to her, touching her with an intrinsic sort of recognition. It left her feeling as though she stood in the heart of a firestorm. She sensed with a certainty beyond rational explanation that his unyielding manner was a facade, as if he were a hero in some gothic novel. There was passion in him. She felt it in every quickened, prey-like breath she took while frozen under his intent stare.
The silent interaction between them was becoming more inappropriate by the minute, yet she could not compel herself to break away. As though caught in an invisible trap, she stared back at him while her hands began to sweat and her stomach trembled.”
Source: The Untouchable Earl
“Lily could do nothing but stare incredulously at the wizard before her. James Potter was an evolutionary improbability, she thought.”
Source: The Life and Times
“LILY FELL OUT OF THE SKY.”
Source: Witch's Pyre
“Lily gözlerini Raphael'den ayırmadan Magnus'un yanına sokuldu.
"Ondan hoşlandım," dedi. "Çok acayip olmasına karşın patronluk taslıyor. Ne demek istediğimi anlıyor musun?"
"Üzgünüm. Birinin Raphael'den hoşlandığını duyunca şaşkınlıktan duyma yetimi kaybettim.”
Source: The Bane Chronicles
“Lily heard feet padding along the landing outside her room and then her mother pushed open the door without knocking, carrying a breakfast tray: bread and jam, a glass of pomegranate juice, and a pot of tea. Yesterday, Lily couldn't drink the milk. It was warm, tasted too much like cow, and the egg yolks were bright orange, so she just ate the naan. She had never before eaten flatbread like this- baked on hot stones, dimpled and crusty, it tasted sour and earthy and so delicious, she could eat an entire slab.”
Source: The Last Days of Café Leila
“Lily held onto the edge of her desk to keep herself from screaming. She breathed in and breathed out.
You’re a surgeon. A surgeon never panics during an operation.”
Source: Palace Intrigue
“Lily, I can honestly tell you that i have never in my long life come across a creature as beguilinig as you. You are as fresh and as lovely as a budding flower by the dew of a golden morning. I breathe you in and am filled with the taste of sunshine, life, and hope. You are much more than beautiful. You are...temptation personified.”
Source: Reawakened
“Lily, I..."
Her entire body jolted at the sound of her name in his rough tone. There was a deep plea in his voice.
Withe her emotions thick in her throat, she turned to look at him.
He had risen to his feet and stood there so strong and stern. The rhythm of his breath had slowed, and the strength of his body was undeniable. But it was his vulnerability of spirit that struck her in that moment.
He pressed his mouth into a hard line before he cleared his throat and began again. "Believe me, Lily, I want you to touch me."
His words were heavy with need. Yes. He desired her- she knew that much to be true.”
Source: The Untouchable Earl
“Lily is in bed, exhausted, and when she notices that he's awake, she takes one look at him and laughs.
Remus gets up and finds his way right to her, because he always does, just like he always has.”
Source: Crimson Rivers
“Lily isn't dirty, per se; it's just that she doesn't really like to live in her body. She doesn't like to notice it. If she could just be a brain in a jar, reading books and drawing, she'd be much happier.”
Source: All Our Hidden Gifts
“Lily liked the fog, and didn't even mind the cold wind. She reckoned that Ocean Beach, the dunes there, and the Sunset were the closest San Francisco was going to come to the foreboding, wind-swept moors of England, where she had aspired to suffer romance and heartache when she was a kid. The foghorn, however, rather than a lonesome lament that conjured images of Heathcliff's dark figure, waiting with clenched jaw on the moor for her to bring light and warmth into his life, sounded like a distressed moose tied up in her neighbor's garage, having his nut sack singed with jumper cables at a precise interval calculated to keep her from falling asleep. Which, in turn, made her think of what complete douche bags people could be when all you wanted to do was borrow a defibrillator. Then she was awake and angry.”
Source: Secondhand Souls
“Lily'nin tek hissettiği resimleri birbirinden ayıramayan, arkasında durup ucuz tütün kullanan ve kadınların bir şey yazamayacağını, resim yapamayacağını söylemeyi - bu söylediğine inandığından değil de her nedense böyle olmasını arzuladığından- kendine iş edinen birinin kendi cinsini sevemeyeceğiydi.”
Source: To the Lighthouse
“Lily of the valley: A woodland flowering plant with an arching stem and bell-shaped white flowers whose bright, lemony scent heralds a return to happiness”
Source: The Memory Gardener
“Lily of the Valley
(Convallaria majalis)
Lily of the valley is known to slow the disturbed action of a weak and irritable heart, while at the same time increasing its power. As a heart medication, it is sometimes preferable to the digitalis made from the foxglove plant, because it is less toxic and does not accumulate in the blood. Lily of the valley has one of the most sexual scents of all plants and is widely used in perfume. No wonder it causes the heart to beat stronger.”
Source: Hothouse Flower and the Nine Plants of Desire
“Lily opened her hand and looked at her three willstones. Rowan had been right. She was changed forever.
Lily sat up and saw a glass of water on the bedside table. A tiny card was propped up against it. It said, THIRSTY? in bold uppercase letters. Lily realized that she'd never seen Rowan's handwriting before. She stared at it, sipping her water, memorizing every swoop and curve.
She swung her legs out of bed and noticed that she'd somehow struggled out of his robe while she slept. Rowan had left a stack of clothes on the floor next to her, with its own accompanying card that read NAKED? Lily laughed quietly to herself...”
Source: Trial by Fire
“Lily paused on a ragged breath, admiring the sight of his bared chest and rippled abdomen. He was so strong, so tightly contained. Muscle and bone formed a rigid structure- a beautiful design of masculinity. It was hard to imagine the pain and vulnerability that had resided beneath such strength for so long.”
Source: The Untouchable Earl
“Lily slumped, putting her shaking hands on his shoulders. "But you will, won't you?" Pansy's voice broke into a sob. "Yes, Pan," Galen said quietly. "I don't like that," Pansy said. Galen stood and put his arms around the fine-boned girl, while Rose continued to comfort Lily. Oliver looked away. It was such a private moment; he hated to intrude on it. Galen was beloved by all of the sisters, but the love between him and Rose was so clear and shining that it hurt to look at them, spending their last hours together caring for the other girls.”
“Lily Tomlin said something years ago, and I'm paraphrasing, that you have to find humor in everything, because by finding humor, you find humanity.”
“Lily Tomlin...I used to watch reruns of Laugh-In and she was always my favorite part. She's this very unique talent and the way she does things has been a very big influence on me.”
“Lily white’s petals are at my feet anticipating the moment in which adventure and odyssey meet.”
“Lily, the caretaker's daughter, was literally run off her feet. Hardly had she brought one gentleman into the little pantry behind the office on the ground floor and helped him off with his overcoat, than the wheezy hall-door bell clanged again and she had to scamper along the bare hallway to let in another guest. It was well for her she had not to attend to the ladies also.”
Source: The Complete Works of James Joyce: Novels, Short Stories, Plays, Poetry, Essays & Letters: Ulysses, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, Finnegan’s Wake, Dubliners, The Cat and the Devil, Exiles, Chamber Music, Pomes Penyeach, Stephen Hero, Giacomo Joyce, Critical Writings & more