Best breaths & bed Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“I ask myself what is the sound of women? What is the word for that still thing I have hunted inside them for so long? Deep inside the avalanche of joy, the thing deeper in the dark, and deeper still in the bed where we are lost. Deeper, deeper down where a woman's heart is holding its breath, where something very far away in that body is becoming something we don't have a name for.”

Heart Long Stills Body Joy Asks Names Lost Sound Women Dark Becoming Bed Breaths Deeper Far Away Deep Inside Hunted Avalanches Becoming Something Long Deep

Book:Refusing Heaven

Source: Refusing Heaven

“Death tripped down the corridor, changing step, struck out here and there, danced pirouettes; often I felt his breath on my face when he was miles away; often I fell asleep and dreamed while he stood leaning over my bed.”

Faces Felt Steps Bed Breaths Miles Here And There Miles Away Corridors Pirouettes

Book:Dialogue with Death: The Journal of a Prisoner of the Fascists in the Spanish Civil War

Source: Dialogue with Death: The Journal of a Prisoner of the Fascists in the Spanish Civil War

“At the moment of waking up, before getting out of bed, get in touch with your breath”

Moments Bed Wake Up Breaths Waking

Author:Nhat Hanh

“The best you can sometimes do is learn to take a breath, count to ten and simply accept that try as you might, no, your husband will never, ever learn not to drop a wet towel on the bed. That acceptance too counts as resolving a fight.”

Trying Sometimes Might Fighting Accepting Acceptance Bed Ten Husband Breaths Wet Your Husband Towels

Author:Jeffrey Kluger

“My Papa's Waltz: The whiskey on your breath Could make a small boy dizzy; But I hung on like death: Such waltzing was not easy. We romped until the pans Slid from the kitchen shelf; My mother's countenance Could not unfrown itself. The hand that held my wrist Was battered on one knuckle; At every step you missed My right ear scraped a buckle. You beat time on my head With a palm caked hard by dirt, Then waltzed me off to bed Still clinging to your shirt.”

Source: The Collected Poems of Theodore Roethke

“Every day I hold my breath until I see her. Sometimes in class, sometimes in the hallway. I can't start breathing until I see her smile at me. She always does, but the next day I'm always afraid she won't. At lunch I'm afraid she'll smile more at BT than at me. I'm afraid she'll look at him in some way that she doesn't look at me. I'm afraid that when I go to bed at night I'll still be wondering. I'm always afraid. Is that what love is - fear?”

Way Looks Doe Stills I Can Sometimes Night Next Love Is Wonder Class Bed Breaths Breathing Lunch Next Day Look At Me Hallways Her Smile Smile More

Author:Jerry Spinelli

“I missed the sound of her shuffling her homework while I listened to music on her bed. I missed the cold of her feet against my legs when she climbed into bed. I missed the shape of her shadow where it fell across the page of my book. I missed the smell of her hair and the sound of her breath and my Rilke on her nightstand and her wet towel thrown over the back of her desk chair. It felt like I should be sated after having a whole day with her, but it just made me miss her more.”

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Book:Linger

Source: Linger

“I think it takes an amazing amount of energy to convince oneself that the Forever Person isn't just around the corner. In the end I believe we never do convince ourselves. I know that I found it increasingly hard to maintain the pose of emotional self-sufficiency lying on my bed and sitting at my desk, watching the gulls cartwheeling in the clouds over the bridges, cradling myself in my own arms, breathing warm chocolate-and-vodka breath on a rose I had found on a street corner, trying to force it to bloom.”

Source: Life After God

“How can it be, I wondered, that we can be lying in bed next to a person we love wholly and helplessly, a person we love more than our own breath, and still ache to think of the one who caused us pain all those years ago? It's the betrayal of this second heart of ours, its flesh tied off like a fingertip twined tightly round with a single hair, blue-tinged from lack of blood. The shameful squeeze of it.”

Thinking Years Heart Persons Stills Pain Lying Next Blood Hair Bed Years Ago Breaths Blue Rounds Betrayal Flesh Tied Ache Shameful Fingertips

Author:Carolyn Parkhurst

“How do you know it'll be pleasurable?" He got on the bed and lay down. Breath a whisper, she came closer and tied one wrist to the headboard. The cat growled but didn't try to make him wrench free. "Because just looking at you gives me the most extreme pleasure I've ever felt." "Christ, baby, tie me up before you start talking like that.”

Knows Giving Trying Felt Christ Pleasure Talking Baby Bed Cat Give Me Breaths Lays Extremes Ties Do You Know Tied Wrists Wrenches

Book:Nalini Singh: The Psy-Changeling Series

Source: Nalini Singh: The Psy-Changeling Series

“William: I just had the best idea ever. Let's give Maddox a ring. Paris: You mean propose to him? To grumpy ole Maddox? Willie, why didn't you tell us you're a masochist, who swung that way? You're so delicate, he'll rip you to shreds the moment you climb into his bed. Plus, he's hitched himself to Ashlyn. You try to lay a move on him, and that sweet thang will rearrange your face. William: I mean call him, you idiot. What's with you tonight? Permanent brain damage? We'll breath heavily and ask him what he's wearing. I bet no one's phone sexed him before.”

Way Giving Trying Mean Ideas Moments Faces Moving Asks Brain Sweet Bed Breaths Lays Phones Rings Idiot Permanent Paris Damage Climbs Tonight Plus Your Face Delicate Rip Propose Grumpy

Author:Gena Showalter

“I don’t need anything else. I get out of bed every morning and face the world because you’re in it.” He turned the corner and pulled up in front of the Crossfire behind the Bentley. He killed the engine, released his seat belt, and took a deep breath. “Because of you, the world makes sense to me in a way it didn’t before. I have a place now, with you.”

World Way Needs Faces Behinds Morning Fronts Bed Breaths Corners Make Sense Seats Engines Every Morning Belts Deep Breath Because Of You Seat Belts Bentley Crossfire

Author:Sylvia Day

“He came over in long purposeful strides, sat at the edge of her bed, and in a tender, possessive gesture wiped the lipstick off her lips. “What is that?” he asked. “All the other girls wear it,” Tatiana said, quickly wiping her mouth, breathless at the sight of him. “Including Dasha.” “Well, I don’t want you to have anything on your lovely face,” he said, stroking her cheeks. “God knows, you don’t need it.”

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Author:Paullina Simons

“Still Caine hesitated. A big, warm bed. A beautiful girl to share it with. Food. Water. Everything he needed, just a few miles away on the island. The logical, rational answer was obvious. "Which is why the world stays messed up," Caine said under his breath. "People aren't rational." He took a few deep, steadying breaths, and prepared to die for power.”

People World Said Stills Bigs Beautiful Dies Girl Water Answers Share Needed Bed Breaths Prepared Obvious Warm Miles Rational Islands Logical Messed Up Miles Away Beautiful Girl

Author:Michael Grant

“it seemed a lifetime ago i'd lain in bed with Lena and felt her breath tickling my chin and held her while she slept, felt her heart beating through her skin to mine. it was a lifetime ago. everything was different.”

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Book:Delirium Stories: Hana, Annabel, Raven and Alex

Source: Delirium Stories: Hana, Annabel, Raven and Alex

“The only reason I get out of bed at all on weekends is because eventually I can't stand the taste of my own breath any more.”

I Can Reason My Own Taste Bed Breaths Weekend

Book:Diary of a Wimpy Kid (Diary of a Wimpy Kid #1)

Source: Diary of a Wimpy Kid (Diary of a Wimpy Kid #1)

“I have learned from experience that happiness is an acquired skill. Children are one of the greatest lessons in happiness, constantly challenging us to enjoy the moment, as the next one will not be the same. Gratitude is essential to happiness. Every time our children rush up to us and smile, we have something to be happy about; every time we get out of bed and can take a deep breath and go out for a walk, we have something to be happy about-that is the essence of a happy existence. Happiness is a muscle we must use, or it will wither away.”

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