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“O, pleasant is the welcome kiss When day's dull round is o'er; And sweet the music of the step That meets us at the door.”

Music Steps Doors Sweet Kissing Rounds Welcome Pleasant Dull

Book:THE CULPRIT FAY

Source: THE CULPRIT FAY

“Whiles in the early Winter eve We pass amid the gathering night Some homestead that we had to leave Years past; and see its candles bright Shine in the room beside the door Where we were merry years agone But now must never enter more, As still the dark road drives us on. E'en so the world of men may turn At even of some hurried day And see the ancient glimmer burn Across the waste that hath no way; Then with that faint light in its eyes A while I bid it linger near And nurse in wavering memories The bitter-sweet of days that were.”

Source: The House of the Wolfings: A Tale of the House of the Wolfings and All the Kindreds of the Mark

“Easy is the descent to hell; all night long, all day, the doors of dark Hades stand open; but to retrace the path; to come out again to the sweet air of Heaven - there is the task, there is the burden.”

Long Night Heaven Easy Dark Hell Path Doors Air Sweet Tasks Investing Burden All Night Descent Hades

Author:Virgil

“It's hard when you look a certain way. I look All-American, sweet, girl-next-door, so naturally those are the parts that are going to land on my doorstep.”

Way Looks Hard Certain Girl Next Doors Land Sweet Doorstep Sweet Girl

Author:Melissa Joan Hart

“If efforts to do social work are couched in selfish motives, then they will die a premature death. Why would my efforts get politicised? I have values I inherited from my father. He helped many. Anyone, even a postman knocking on our door would get a glass of water and some sweets.”

Ifs Values Dies Father Social Water Effort Doors Sweet Glasses Selfish Motive Social Work Knocking Premature Postman Premature Death Selfish Motives

Author:Sachin Tendulkar

“It is better to be alone, she figures, than to be with someone who can't see who you are. It is better to lead than to follow. It is better to speak up than stay silent. It is better to open doors than to shut them on people. She will not be simple and sweet. She will not be what people tell her to be. That Bunny Rabbit is dead.”

People Speak Simple Doors Figures Sweet Who You Are Silent Rabbits Bunnies Bunny Rabbits

Book:The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks

Source: The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks

“The Prince found Buttercup waiting unhappily outside his chamber doors. It's my letter,' she began. 'I cannot make it right.' Come in, come in,' the Prince said gently. 'Maybe we can help you.' She sat down in the same chair as before. 'All right, I'll close my eyes and listen; read to me.' Westley, my passion, my sweet, my only my own. Come back, come back. I shall kill myself otherwise. Yours in torment, Buttercup.' She looked at Humperdinck. 'Well? Do you think I'm throwing myself at him?”

Thinking Wells Said Helping Eye Passion Found Waiting My Own Doors Sweet Letters Sat Chairs Throwing Torment Chamber My Passion Buttercup

Author:William Goldman

“Sudden Light I have been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the light around the shore.”

Knows Has Beens Light Sound Doors Sweet Smell Grass Shore

Author:Dante Gabriel Rossetti

“Yalena: Could you always open your door? Kiki: Yes. Fence, too. Yalena Why don't you? Kiki: Hay sweet. Fresh water. Peppermints.”

Water Doors Sweet Fence Hay Fresh Water Peppermint

Author:Maria V. Snyder

“Westly, Westly, Westly, Westly, Westly,--darling Westly, adored Westly, sweet perfect Westly, whisper that I have a chance to win your love." And with that, she dared the bravest thing she'd ever done: she looked right into his eyes. He closed the door in her face.”

Done Eye Faces Winning Chance Perfect Doors Sweet His Eyes Darling

Author:William Goldman

“I have been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore. ... You have been mine before, How long ago I may not know: But just when at that swallow's soar Your neck turned so, Some veil did fall - I knew it all of yore. Has this been thus before? And shall not thus time's eddying flight Still with our lives our love restore In death's despite, And day and night yield one delight once more”

Knows May Long Has Beens Stills Light Night Fall Sound Our Lives Doors Mines Sweet Delight Smell Despite Flight Grass Necks Yield Shore Long Ago Our Love Soar Veils Day And Night

Author:Dante Gabriel Rossetti

“I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door; So I turn'd to the Garden of Love, That so many sweet flowers bore. And I saw it was filled with graves, And tomb-stones where flowers should be: And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds, And binding with briars, my joys & desires.”

Source: The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake

“The secretary moved in to block Simon as I followed Thierry into the office. As the door closed, I heard her whisper, "I think it's very sweet, you sticking up for your brother like that." "I'm not trying to be sweet," Simon said, raising his voice so Thierry could hear. "I'm trying to be fair. But apparently no one's interested in that.”

Thinking Trying Said Voice Doors Heard Sweet Brother Office Fairs Moved Block Secretary Your Brother Very Sweet

Author:Kelley Armstrong

“You'd think that sweet would be a land far, far away from irritating, but as it turns out they're right next door, and always having border disputes.”

Thinking Would Be Turns Next Doors Land Sweet Borders Far Away Disputes Irritating

Author:Daniel Handler

“Will sat where he was, gazing at the silver bowl in front of him; a white rose was floating in it, and he seemed prepared to stare at it until it went under. In the Kitchen Bridget was still singing one of her awful sad songs; the lyrics drifted in through the door: "Twas on an evening fair I went to take the air, I heard a maid making her moan; Said, 'Saw ye my father? Or ye my mother? Or saw ye my brother John? Or saw ye the lad that I love best, And his name it is Sweet William?" I may murder her, Tessa thought. Let her make a song about that.”

Source: Clockwork Prince

“Some of this story is completely true. And some of it isn't. Like truth, evil comes in all sorts of flavors. Some bitter. Some deceptively sweet. Sometimes it comes with a heavy price. While most people don't invite evil into their lives, the dirty little secret is that an invitation isn't necessary. Locked doors don't matter. Neither do fancy security systems. Evil is kind of amazing when you think about it. She knows how to get inside.”

People Thinking Knows Kind Littles Sometimes Matter Stories Evil Secret Know How Doors Security Sweet Heavy Bitter Dirty Fancy Invites Locked Flavor Invitations Security Systems Locked Doors

Author:Gregg Olsen