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“I am not a romantic. I am a domestic animal. I do not sigh and yearn for extravagant displays of passion, for the grand affair, the world well lost for love. I know all that, and know that it leaves you lonely. No, what I crave is the simplicity of routine. An evening walk, arm in arm, in fine weather. A game of cards. Time for idle talk. Preparing a meal together.”

“He who is always in a hurry to be wealthy and immersed in the study of augmenting his fortune has lost the arms of reason and deserted the post of virtue.”

Reason Lost Virtue Study Arms Fortune Posts Wealthy Avarice Deserted

Book:The Works of Horace, ...: In Two Volumes

Source: The Works of Horace, ...: In Two Volumes

“I think emotional and mental pain is probably worse than physical pain. I think we don't realize that I have no arms or legs but we all have disabilities of some sort, some fear, some lost, some wishes that didn't come true, things we wish would be better.”

Thinking Would Be Pain Lost Wish Realizing Emotional Arms Legs Disability Physical Pain True Things Mental Pain

Author:Nick Vujicic

“I lost an arm on my last trip home.”

Home Lasts Lost Arms

Book:Kindred

Source: Kindred

“If you have given up your militia, and Congress shall refuse to arm them, you have lost every thing. Your existence will be precarious, because you depend on others, whose interests are not affected by your infelicity.”

Ifs Lost Given Interest Existence Arms Depends Congress Refuse Affected Given Up Militia Precarious

Author:Patrick Henry

“Persephone herself is but a voice or a darkness invisible enfolded in the deeper dark of the arms Plutonic, and pierced with the passion of dense gloom, among the splendor of torches of darkness, shedding darkness on the lost bride and her groom.”

Passion Lost Voice Dark Darkness Arms Deeper Invisible Brides Gloom Splendor Torches Dense Persephone

Book:Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)

Source: Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)

“And because our reason violently deters us from the brink, therefore, do we the more impetuously approach it. There is no passion in nature so demoniacally impatient, as that of him, who shuddering upon the edge of a precipice, thus meditates a plunge. To indulge for a moment, in any attempt at thought, is to be inevitably lost; for reflection but urges us to forbear, and therefore it is, I say, that we cannot. If there be no friendly arm to check us, or if we fail in a sudden effort to prostrate ourselves backward from the abyss, we plunge, and are destroyed.”

Source: Poe's Tales of Mystery and Imagination - Illustrated By Arthur Rackham

“In the purer ages of the commonwealth, the use of arms was reserved for those ranks of citizens who had a country to love, a property to defend, and some share in enacting those laws which it was their interest, as well as duty, to maintain. But in proportion as the public freedom was lost in extent of conquest, war was gradually improved into an art, and degraded into a trade.”

Source: THE HISTORY OF THE DECLINE AND FALL OF THE ROMAN EMPIRE (All 6 Volumes): From the Height of the Roman Empire, the Age of Trajan and the Antonines - to the Fall of Byzantium; Including a Review of the Crusades, and the State of Rome during the Middle Ages

“The dark cloud, which had been cleared by the Phoenician discoveries, and finally dispelled by the arms of Caesar, again settled on the shores of the Atlantic, and a Roman province [Britain] was again lost among the fabulous Islands of the Ocean.”

Lost Dark Arms Ocean Discovery Clouds Islands Britain Shore Fabulous Provinces Dark Clouds Phoenicians

Book:The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire

Source: The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire

“The most unusual salesman I ever met is a fellow who made a modest fortune purveying lightning rods. But he suddenly lost interest in his work. He got caught in a storm with a bunch of samples in his arms.”

Made Lost Interest Arms Mets Fellows Fortune Caught Storm Bunch Unusual Lightning Modest Salesman Sample

Author:Shelley Berman

“To get the best picture of a captured prisoner, you have to get him just as he is captured. The expression he wears then is lost forever... The human mechanism is remarkably recuperative. A half hour later, the expressions are gone, the faces have changed. The mother with the dead baby in her arms does not look griefstruck anymore, no matter what she feels.”

Feels Humans Looks Doe Matter Faces Mother Lost Hours Half Gone Forever Changed Expression Baby Arms No Matter What Prisoner Mechanism Captured Half Hours Best Picture Dead Baby

Author:Horst Faas

“One time I was doing a speech to a group of kids, and just before I get there, I see this little kid crying. I found out they just lost a game, and he was the losing pitcher. I went over there, put my arm around him, and said, 'What are you crying for? When major league players lose, they don't cry.'”

Littles Said Kids Found Games Lost Loses Player Groups Cry Arms Speech Majors Losing League One Time Little Kid Pitcher Major League

Author:Tommy Lasorda

“Democrats have lost over 1,000 seats since 2009. It's very easy for people to get up in arms about Mr. Trump, but the fact of the matter is that the Democrats took their eye off the ball starting in 2009.”

People Matter Facts Eye Lost Easy Arms Trump Balls Democrat Starting Get Up Seats

Author:Nina Turner

“We cannot stop natural disasters but we can arm ourselves with knowledge: so many lives wouldn't have to be lost if there was enough disaster preparedness.”

Ifs Enough Lost Natural Arms Disaster Preparedness Natural Disaster Disaster Preparedness Emergency Preparedness

Author:Petra Nemcova

“I'm no longer just a candidate. I'm the President. I know what it means to send young Americans into battle, for I have held in my arms the mothers and fathers of those who didn't return. I've shared the pain of families who've lost their homes, and the frustration of workers who've lost their jobs.”

Knows Mean Home Pain Jobs Young Mother Father Lost President Arms Return Battle Workers Candidates Frustration Mother And Father

Author:Barack Obama

“He caught her, she fell, he caught her in his arms, he held her tightly unconscious of what he was doing. He held her up, though tottering himself. He felt as if his head were filled with smoke; flashes of light slipped through his eyelids; his thoughts vanished; it seemed to him that he was performing a religious act, and that he was committing a profanation. Moreover, he did not feel one passionate desire for this ravishing woman, whose form he felt against his heart. He was lost in love.”

Ifs Feels Heart Light Form Desire Lost Felt Religious Arms Filled Passionate Caught Smoke Performing Unconscious Lost Love Flash Eyelids Passionate Desire

Author:Victor Hugo

“She laughs and looks out the window and I think for a minute that she's going to start to cry. I'm standing by the door and I look over at the Elvis Costello poster, at his eyes, watching her, watching us, and I try to get her away from it, so I tell her to come over here, sit down, and she thinks I want to hug her or something and she comes over to me and puts her arms around my back and says something like 'I think we've all lost some sort of feeling.”

Thinking Want Trying Looks Feelings Eye Lost Laughing Doors Minutes Cry Arms Standing Window Down And His Eyes Hug Posters Eyes Watching

Book:Less Than Zero

Source: Less Than Zero

“I realized the shells were talking in a voice I recognized. I should have; it was my own. Had I always known that? I suppose I had. On some level, unless we're mad, I think most of us know the various voices of our own imaginations. And of our memories, of course. They have voices, too. Ask anyone who has ever lost a limb or a child or a long-cherished dream. Ask anyone who blames himself for a bad decision, usually made in a raw instant (an instant that is most commonly red). Our memories have voices, too. Often sad ones that clamor like raised arms in the dark.”

Source: Duma Key: A Novel

“I crossed my arms over my chest. "Are you lost, little girl? The elementary school's over on west campus." A pink flush spread over her cheeks. "Don't you ever touch me again. You screw with me, I'll screw you right back." Oh man, what an opening that was.”

Men Littles School Girl Lost Arms Rose West Spread Opening Chests Cheeks Screws Campus Touch Me Elementary School Vampire Academy Rose Hathaway Screw You

Book:Vampire Academy: The Complete Collection

Source: Vampire Academy: The Complete Collection

“We shed as we pick up, like travellers who must carry everything in their arms, and what we let fall will be picked up by those behind. The procession is very long and life is very short. We die on the march. but there is nothing outside the march so nothing can be lost to it.”

Long Life Is Dies Fall Lost Behinds Arms Picks March Shed Traveller Procession Arcadia

Book:Arcadia

Source: Arcadia

“There was no God in his heart, he knew; his ideas were still in riot; there was ever the pain of memory; the regret for his lost youth-yet the waters of disillusion had left a deposit on his soul, responsibility and a love of life, the faint stirring of old ambitions and unrealized dreams...... And he could not tell why the struggle was worth while, why he had determined to use to the utmost himself and his heritage from the personalities he had passed... He stretched out his arms to the crystalline, radiant sky. I know myself," he cried, "but that is all.”

Source: This Side of Paradise

“Only then did I see. Something was amiss with Patrick's snap-on one piece, or "onesie" as we manly dads like to call it. His chubby thighs, I now realized, were squeezed into the armholes, which were so tight they must have been cutting off his circulation. The collared neck hung between his legs like an udder. Up top, Patrick's head stuck out through the unsnapped crotch, and his arms were lost somewhere in the billowing pant legs. It was quite a look.”

Looks Has Beens Lost Pieces Cutting Arms Dad Legs Stuck Necks Hung Snaps Manly Thighs Circulation One Piece Cutting Off

Author:John Grogan

“Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings, And children's faces looking up, Holding wonder like a cup. Life has loveliness to sell, Music like a curve of gold, Scent of pine trees in the rain, Eyes that love you, arms that hold, And for your spirit's still delight, Holy thoughts that star the night. Spend all you have for loveliness, Buy it and never count the cost; For one white singing hour of peace Count many a year of strife well lost, And for a breath of ecstasy Give all you have been, or could be.”

Source: Mirror of the Heart: Poems of Sara Teasdale

“the lost women I need to know their names those women I would have walked with, jauntily the way men go in groups swinging their arms, and the ones those sweating women whom I would have joined After a hard game to chew the fat what would we have called each other laughing joking into our beer? where are my gangs, my teams, my mislaid sisters? all the women who could have known me, where in the world are their names?”

Knows Men World Way Needs Hard Games Names Lost Known Laughing Groups Team Arms Fats Beer Gang Sweating

Book:Next: new poems

Source: Next: new poems

“Warm are the still and lucky miles, White shores of longing stretch away, A light of recognition fills The whole great day, and bright The tiny world of lovers' arms. Silence invades the breathing wood Where drowsy limbs a treasure keep, Now greenly falls the learned shade Across the sleeping brows And stirs their secret to a smile. Restored! Returned! The lost are borne On seas of shipwreck home at last: See! In a fire of praising burns The dry dumb past, and we Our life-day long shall part no more.”

“The intense horror of nightmare came over me: I tried to draw back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and a most melancholy voice sobbed, 'Let me in - let me in!' 'Who are you?' I asked, struggling, meanwhile, to disengage myself. 'Catherine Linton,' it replied, shiveringly (why did I think of LINTON? I had read EARNSHAW twenty times for Linton) - 'I'm come home: I'd lost my way on the moor!' As it spoke, I discerned, obscurely, a child's face looking through the window.”

Thinking Way Children Home Hands Faces Lost Voice Struggle Arms Horror Draws Window Let Me Twenties Intense My Way Nightmare Spokes Melancholy Coming Home Moors Linton

Book:Wuthering Heights

Source: Wuthering Heights

“Yet at the last Beren was slain by the Wolf that came from the gates of Angband, and he died in the arms of Tinúviel. But she chose mortality, and to die from the world, so that she might follow him; and it is sung that they met again beyond the Sundering Seas, and after a brief time walking alive once more in the green woods, together they passed, long ago, beyond the confines of this world. So it is that Lúthien Tinúviel alone of the Elf-kindred has died indeed and left the world, and they have lost her whom they most loved.”

Source: The Fellowship of the Ring: Being the First Part of The Lord of the Rings

“The cut in Nick's arm was starting to throb dully with the pressure he was putting on it. He kept looking at Alan. 'How many times have you lied to me?' he asked in a soft voice. Alan replied, equally softly, 'I've lost count.”

Lost Voice Cutting Arms Pressure Starting Lied Lied To Me You Lied You Lied To Me

Book:The Demon's Lexicon

Source: The Demon's Lexicon

“Cabel smiles and hangs up. "Guess what." What," Janie says. We can go out on our first date." Woo hoo!" And guess what else- You're buying." Me? Why?" Because you lost the bet." Janie thinks for a moment. Punches Cabel in the arm. "You did not fail five quizzes or tests!" I did. I have proof.”

Thinking Firsts Moments Lost Five Failing Arms Tests Proof Buying Hang Ups First Date Quiz Janie

Author:Lisa McMann

“Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high, where knowledge is free. Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls. Where words come out from the depth of truth, where tireless striving stretches its arms toward perfection. Where the clear stream of reason has not lost it's way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit. Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever widening thought and action. In to that heaven of freedom, my father, LET MY COUNTRY AWAKE!”

Source: Gitanjali: Collection of Tagore Poems

“In the silence, she felt the past and the present shift and mix, but that was a mirage. There was no way to comfort the lost boy he'd been back then. But she had the grown male. She had him right in her arms, and for a brief moment of whimsy, she imagined that she was never, ever going to let him go.”

Way Moments Past Lost Felt Silence Boys Arms Comfort Males Mirages Brief Moments Let Him Go Whimsy Lost Boys

Book:J.R. Ward The Black Dagger Brotherhood Novels 5-8

Source: J.R. Ward The Black Dagger Brotherhood Novels 5-8

“True love was forever lost. The prince was never coming back to kiss me awake from my enchanted sleep. I was not a princess, after all. So what was the fairy-tale protocol for other kisses? The mundane kind that didn't break any spells? Maybe it would be easy - like holding his hand or having his arms around me. Maybe it would feel nice. Maybe it wouldn't fell like a betrayal. Besides, who was I betraying, anyway? Just myself.”

Feels Kind Hands Would Be Lost Easy Sleep Break Forever Nice Arms Kissing Betrayal Tales Awake Fairy Spells Princess Betray Fairy Tale Coming Back Mundane Kiss Me Enchanted Protocol

Author:Stephenie Meyer

“as a bird swoops down on it's prey, and assumes this land bound wretch into heaven, so did romeo steal her lips before they fled him again. suspended somewhere between cherubs and devils, his quarry ceased to buck, and he spread his wings wide and let the rising wind carry them off across the sky, until even the predator himself had lost every hope of returning home. within that one embrace, [he] became aware of a feeling of certainty he had not thought possible for anyone - even the virtuous. with her in his arms, all other women, past, present, and future, simply ceased to exist.”

“They can pump whatever they want into my arm but it takes more than that to keep a person going once she's lost the will to live.”

Want Persons Lost Arms Pumps Will To Live

Book:Catching Fire (The Second Book of the Hunger Games)

Source: Catching Fire (The Second Book of the Hunger Games)

“Are we our bodies? Is a small person less than a big person, then? If we were our bodies, then when we lost an arm, or a leg, would we be less, would we begin to fade from existence? No. We are the same person. We are not our bodies; we are our thoughts. As they form, they define who we are, and create the reality of our existence.”

Ifs Persons Body Bigs Reality Form Lost Existence Arms Legs Who We Are Fades Our Thoughts Small Person

Book:Blood Of The Fold

Source: Blood Of The Fold

“He always apologized, and sometimes he would even cry because of the bruises he'd made on her arms or legs or her back. He would say that he hated what he'd done, but in the next breath tell her she'd deserved it. That if she'd been more careful, it wouldn't have happened. That if she'd been paying attention or hadn't been so stupid, he wouldn't have lost his temper.”

Ifs Made Sometimes Done Next Lost Attention Happened Stupid Cry Arms Breaths Careful Legs Pay Attention Hated Temper Bruises

Author:Nicholas Sparks