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“You talk of freedom — I've never had it! I've been lonely and miserable and in despair, and you want me to consent to all that all over again!”
Source: The Message To The Planet
“You talk of the scythe of Time, and the tooth of Time: I tell you, Time is scytheless and toothless; it is we who gnaw like the worm - we who smite like the scythe. It is ourselves who abolish - ourselves who consume: we are the mildew, and the flame.”
Source: A Joy for Ever, And Its Price in the Market
“You talk one way, you live another.”
“You talk so sweet I bet you have to suck on salt for half and hour to get the taste of sugar out of your mouth.”
Source: Seventh Son
“You talk this game about what the ancient Greeks did, ghosts in the gullet, and all that. Hucksterism, sure. I can appreciate a good scam. But to the people who came to see it—to see us—it was holy.”
Source: The Road to Vent Haven
“You talk to God, you're religious. God talks to you, you're psychotic.”
“You talk to him about the fact that we haven't had sex?" Six says, completely embarrassed.
My father shakes his head. "No, he doesn't have to. I know because every night he comes home he goes straight to his bedroom and takes a thirty-minute shower. I was eighteen once."
Six covers her face with her hands. "Oh, my God." She peeks through her hands at my dad. "I guess I know who Daniel gets his personality from."
My father nods. "Tell me about it. His mother is terribly inappropriate.”
Source: Finding Cinderella
“You talk to me in parables.
You may have known that I'm no wordy man,
Fine speeches are the instruments of knaves
Or fools that use them, when they want good sense;
But honesty
Needs no disguise nor ornament: be plain.”
Source: The Mourning Bride. A Tragedy
“You talk to people and they seem really nice and then you read what they write and it's very disillusioning. You have to deal with how people let you down in terms of that. Because I think I'm basically a nice person and I think I'm a real person, and a lot of people aren't.”
“You talk to people who serve you the food the same way you talk to the people you eat the food with. You talk to people who work for you the same way you talk to the people you work for. It's a one-size-fits-all proposition.”
“You talk to some people who are opposed to same sex marriage, and they'll say, 'If we allow that, what's next? Will people want to marry animals?'...You have to wonder about people who go straight to that idea --- and they think WE'RE weird!”
“You talk to the farmers, the ranchers, our small community bankers, and boy, one of the No. 1 issues is the regulations coming out of Washington.”
“You talk to your enemies, not just your friends.”
“You talk too much, you laugh too loud, and that's the price of love.”
“You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.”
Source: The Prophet - Der Prophet
“You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts; And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime. And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.”
Source: The Prophet - Der Prophet
“You talked about national identity cards and the terrorism bill. We have made a government that has grown used to viewing us as subjects, has grown used to seeing its role as commanding us.”
“You talked about some stones you found a while ago,” he says.
“Three years.” Mee-Hae quickly turns around to face him, holding her unwashed panties. From this close, they smell prominently feminine to the Monk’s highly evolved nose. Mee-Hae Ra throws them with her faultless aim to a basket twenty feet away; she’ll have to wash them in the river later. “Your a while ago is actually three years,” she says. “You didn’t pay attention then. I wonder what happened? You even brought the rarest tea on the planet!” She throws a piercing gaze at him. Her pouty lips make her look angry. Abandoning her cleaning, she approaches the balcony, holding the tea package.
“It looks hand-procured,” she mutters. “By any chance, did you pluck it yourself?” She looks at the Monk and already gets the answer that a modest monk won’t provide.”
Source: The Oldest Dance
“You talked in your sleep,” I said. His brow furrowed. “I did?” “Yeah.” I smiled wryly. “What did I say?” “You whispered ‘come on Eileen.’” A grin spread across his face. “What do you think you wanted me to do?” I asked, tilting my head. “The same thing I always want you to do. I want you to look at me the way you look at mustard.”
Source: Say You'll Remember Me
“You talked to me, but you didn’t. I could see you having these two-sided conversations. The things you wanted to say to me. And the words that actually came out.”
Source: Where She Went
“You talked to us about what kind of fifth-graders we wanted to be this year. How it was all in our choices, every minute of our days. How even grownups like you had to think about it sometimes, to be the person they wanted to be.”
Source: Malcolm at Midnight
“You talking bad about me won’t make you look any better.”
Source: Life Simplified: Quote - Unquote
“You talking to me? You talking to me? Then who the hell else are you talking to - you talking to me? Well, I'm the only one here.”
“You tap in to this oneness and become part of the universe as a whole.”
Source: Cosmic Ordering Guide
“You taste better than bacon.”
Source: Wolf Moon
“You taste injustice, even if it’s fictional, really taste it,it has a way of doing that. Sometimes, you can never put the shoe on the other foot. We can’t go back in time and know what it was like to be a black person then. Even today, when things are supposed to be so much better, not one of you can understand what it’s like to be black, to live with the knowledge of what happened to your ancestry and still face injustice. But that book makes us taste it and, reading it, we know how bitter that taste is and we know we don’t like it. But that bitter wakes you up, and when you wake up, you open your mind to things in this world, you make yourself think. Then you’ll decide you don’t like the taste of injustice, not for you and not for anyone, and you’ll understand that even though all the battles can’t be won, that doesn’t mean you won’t fight.”
Source: Golden Trail
“You taste like chocolate buttercream," he murmured against her lips.
"I had to taste it to make sure you did an adequate job."
"Mmm. I think I did a more than adequate job."
"Cocky."
He smiled against her lips before kissing her again. He swirled his tongue into her mouth and she gasped, pressing herself more firmly against him, wrapping one leg around his.
His hands moved to her hips to keep her steady, and hers moved up to his neck. He pressed her against the edge of the counter, and she almost bit him when she felt his erection at the apex of her legs.
It made her greedier, and it made everything a little sloppy---but in a good way.
Because it was Ryan, and she'd wanted him for a while now.”
Source: Donut Fall in Love
“You taste like mine.”
Source: Revenge
“You taste like
Strawberry stars
On my lips.”
Source: Moon Gypsy
“You taste like sugar," he pants through a smile, still out of breath.
"Somehow I doubt that. But I appreciate the thought.”
“You taste like sunshine and sin,” he rasped. “Like you were made for me to ruin.”
Source: Eyes on You a Mafia Romance
“You taste like the last drop of whiskey
at 3 am
after a lousy day
like the first gulp of coffee on a Monday sipped behind a desk
hot and bitter
like the burning at the back of the throat
after the first cigarette
You taste, boy oh boy, like my next mistake.”
“You taste of the cool water that hides deep in a stream. You taste of the night air, soft and scented and mysterious. The taste of you drives me wild. I want to be with you, be inside you, shout to the world that you are mine at the same time I want to keep you hidden where you will exist only for me. You make me feel invincible, little bird.”
Source: Playing With Fire: A Novel of the Silver Dragons
“You taste salty-" Matilda licked her lips "-like pretzels."
It was an intimate gesture. I brushed her lips with mine, and it brought me back to that magical night at the estate bowling alley when I treaded carefully with my lips.
"You taste sweet," I said. "Like sugar."
"Like guava." Matilda grinned playfully.
"I missed you." It came out before I could think about it.
"I missed you squared, times seven, plus four," Matilda replied.
It reminded me of something Matilda would have said at the estate- childish in a way. She was a completely different woman than the girl I had met on the tennis court, yet in some ways still the same. I needed to love the woman she was becoming, not just the girl she had been.”
Source: The Gilded Life of Matilda Duplaine
“You taste so good. I could kiss you forever. (Adron) You’re not so bad yourself in a lethal, I’ll-kill-you-if-you-look-at-me-wrong kind of way. (Livia)”
“You taste so sweet." The whispered words sent a shiver down her spine. Somehow, whenever she had imagined this intimacy with a man, she had thought of darkness and urgency and groping. She had not expected firelight and heat and this patient courting of her body. Jack's lips wandered in a velvet path from her throat to the sensitive opening of her ear, played lightly, and then Amanda jerked in surprise as she felt the tip of his tongue stroke along a tiny inner crevice.
"Jack," she whispered. "You don't have to play the lover for me. Truly... you are kind to pretend that I'm desirable, and you-"
She felt him smile against her ear. "You are an innocent, mhuirnin, if you think that a man's body reacts this way out of kindness.”
Source: Suddenly You
“You taste sweet. Like a goddamn dessert."
She swivels her hips, rubbing her pussy and making me grow impossible harder.
I wonder if her pussy will taste as sweet as the rest of her.
Taking her mouth again, she moans sweet little sounds into my kiss, and that sound only deepens when I sweep my tongue inside again.”
Source: Caught Up
“You tasted it. Isn't that enough? Of what do you ever get more than a taste? That's all we're given in life, that's all we're given of life. A taste. There is no more.”
Source: The Dying Animal
“You tasted like salt, and coffee, and good intentions, and empty promises.”
Source: Nearly: Poems
“You taught me how to live. How to trust people. How to feel like I belonged somewhere. You taught me how to have fun. But now, after everything, I feel like all you’ve ever really taught me was how to lose.”
Source: You Were Always There
“You taught me how to live with you, now tell me how to live without you…”
“You taught me language, and my profit on't / Is, I know how to curse”
“you taught me that love
was a battle i needed to win
so i sharpened my edges
and learned how to fight
but no one told me
how to heal
after the war was over”
Source: He Broke My Heart So I Wrote a Book
“You taught me that real heroes don't fly — they stand beside you.”
Source: My Dad Rocks: 101 Reasons Why I Love You, Dad: A Guided Fill-in-the-Blank Journal for Dad
“You taught me the human religion, I failed to learn the religion but learned the God”
“You taught me to be nice, so nice that now I am so full of niceness, I have no sense of right and wrong, no outrage, no passion.”
“You taught me to lie within guilt, even when the weight belonged to what was never mine to hold — and still, it haunts me, echoing back to that word.”
“You taught me to look for beauty. In darkness, in destruction, you always found light. I don't know what beauty I'll find here, what light. But I'll try. I'll do it for you. Because I know you would do it for me.”
Source: The Light We Lost
“You taught me we are all human. And however will we learn, if you never give us the chance?”
Source: X-Treme X-Men Omnibus, Vol. 1
“You teach a child to read, and he or her will be able to pass a literacy test.”