“I don't remember the first image of a werewolf I saw, but I suspect it was the hybrid type, up on two legs, with long limbs, hair, claw-like fingernails and lupine head. To me there's nothing scary about complete transformation from human into wolf. Wolves aren't scary. They're dangerous, yes, but so are geese, in the wrong mood. What's scary is seeing the human in the wolf but knowing it's beyond the reach of reason or emotional appeal. That's where the horror and dread kicks in.” FirstsHumansLongTwoReasonRememberKnowingSawsSeeingDangerousEmotionalHairTypeHorrorTransformationScaryLegsMoodAppealsKicksSuspectsDreadLimbsWerewolfGeeseClawsHybridFingernailsEmotional Appeal Author:Glen Duncan
“... the divine knowing - what the Father knows, and what the Word says in response to that knowing, and what the Spirit broods upon under the speaking of the Word - all that eternal intellectual activity isn't just daydreaming. It's the cause of everything that is. God doesn't find out about creation; he knows it into being. His knowing has hair on it. It is an effective act. What he knows, is. What he thinks, by the very fact of his thinking, jumps from no-thing into thing. He never thought of anything that wasn't.” ThinkingKnowsFactsSpiritFatherCausesKnowingCreationDivineHairActivityEternalIntellectualResponseDaydreaming Author:Robert Farrar Capon
“Beauty is about perception, not about make-up. I think the beginning of all beauty is knowing and liking oneself. You can't put on make-up, or dress yourself, or do you hair with any sort of fun or joy if you're doing it from a position of correction.” IfsThinkingInspirationalJoyFunKnowingPositionHairPerceptionDressesOneselfCorrectionsMakeup And BeautyPerception Of Beauty Author:Kevyn Aucoin
“Knowing me is easy. You can still twist your hair and feel silly. Look up the word tacky and have a salad. But when we're together you pull bread apart with your fingers into bites sometimes so small I gotta remind you, Peach, it is okay to be hungry.” FeelsLooksStillsSometimesTogetherEasyKnowingHairOkayFingersSillyHungryBreadLook UpBitesTwistsSaladPeachesTacky Author:Buddy Wakefield
“Behind every small business, there's a story worth knowing. All the corner shops in our towns and cities, the restaurants, cleaners, gyms, hair salons, hardware stores - these didn't come out of nowhere.” StoriesBusinessCitiesBehindsKnowingHairTownsCornersStoresRestaurantsShopsGymSmall BusinessCleanersHardwareBusiness OwnersSalonsSmall Business OwnersOur Town Author:Paul Ryan
“My own feeling about JJ, without knowing anything about him, was that he might have been a gay person, because he had long hair and spoke American. A lot of Americans are gay people, aren’t they? I know they didn’t invent gayness, because they say that was the Greeks. But they helped bring it back into fashion. Being gay was a bit like the Olympics: it disappeared in ancient times, and then they brought it back in the twentieth century. Anyway, I didn’t know anything about gays, so I just presumed they were all unhappy and wanted to kill themselves.” PeopleKnowsPersonsLongHas BeensFeelingsMightWantedBitsMy OwnKnowingCenturyFashionHairGayAncientUnhappyGreekSpokesOlympicsMight Have BeenTwentieth CenturyGay PeopleBeing GayLong HairAncient TimesGayness Author:Nick Hornby
“His love for my mother wasn't about looking back and loving something that would never change. It was about loving my mother for everything -- for her brokenness and her fleeing, for her being there right then in that moment before the sun rose and the hospital staff came in. It was about touching that hair with the side of his fingertip, and knowing yet plumbing fearlessly the depths of her ocean eyes.” MomentsEyeMotherSidesSunKnowingHairOceanRoseDepthThat MomentHospitalsTouchingLooking BackStaffHis LoveNever ChangeBeing ThereBrokennessFingertipsFleeingPlumbingLove For My MotherLoving Something Book:The Lovely Bones: Picador Classic Source: The Lovely Bones: Picador Classic
“The images were gone, but Calvin was there, was with her, was part of her. She had moved beyond knowing him in sensory images to that place which is beyond images. Now she was kything Calvin, not red hair, or freckles, or eager blue eyes, or the glowing smile; nor was she hearing the deep voice with the occasional treble cracking; not any of this, but - Calvin. She was with Calvin, kything with every atom of her being, returning to him all the fortitude and endurance and hope which he had given her.” EyeGivenVoiceGoneKnowingHairRedBlueMovedHearingEnduranceAtomsFortitudeOccasionalGlowingBlue EyesSensoryRed HairFreckles Author:Madeleine L'Engle
“Some make their worlds without knowing it. Their universes are just sesame seeds and three-day weekends and dial tones and skinned knees and physics and driftwood and emerald earrings and books dropped in bathtubs and holes in guitars and plastic and empathy and hardwood and heavy water and high black stockings and the history of the Vikings and brass and obsolescence and burnt hair and collapsed souffles and the impossibility of not falling in love in an art museum with the person standing next to you looking at the same painting and all the other things that just happen and are.” WorldPersonsArtBookHappensFallUniverseThreeNextBlackWaterKnowingPaintingHairEmpathyStandingFalling In LoveGuitarHeavySeedsPhysicsHolesKneesToneMuseumsWeekendPlasticImpossibilityVikingsBrassStockingsEarringsBathtubsEmeraldsObsolescenceDriftwoodSouffleNot Falling In LoveHardwoodSkinned Knees Author:Jonathan Safran Foer
“Sometimes I remember that I can't always protect those I love." Under his fingers, her hair was soft and silky. She didn't try to tell him that he wasn't God, that he couldn't protect everyone. He knew that. But knowing and believing were two different things. What she did say succeeded in stopping his heart. "I wish you'd love me." Why?" Because then maybe you could protect me, too" Haunting sorrow whispered through her tone.” TryingBelieveHeartI CanTwoDifferentSometimesRememberWishKnowingHairSorrowProtectFingersToneDifferent ThingsStoppingHauntingWish YouTwo Different Things Book:Slave to Sensation Source: Slave to Sensation