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“My own dear love, he is strong and bold And he cares not what comes after. His words ring sweet as a chime of gold, And his eyes are lit with laughter. He is jubilant as a flag unfurled - Oh, a girl, she'd not forget him. My own dear love, he is all my world - And I wish I'd never met him.”

World Eye Care Girl Strong Wish My Own Forget Sweet Mets Laughter Humorous Gold Dear Rings His Eyes Flags Lit Chimes Forget Him Dear Love

Book:Not So Deep as a Well

Source: Not So Deep as a Well

“I had a dove and the sweet dove died; And I have thought it died of grieving: O, what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied, With a silken thread of my own hands' weaving.”

Hands My Own Feet Sweet Died Grieving Tied Thread Dove Weaving

Author:John Keats

“I am out of humanity's reach.I must finish my journey alone,Never hear the sweet music of speech;I start at the sound of my own.”

Humanity Sound My Own Journey Sweet Speech My Journey Sweet Music Journey Alone

Book:Poems

Source: Poems

“I had no idea how much music and singing really means to people, and in my own tiny way to be a part of that is very humbling and very sweet, and and I feel very honored. ... I have a great appreciation for this, in every ways and a new understanding, and I'm just as amazed as anyone else.”

People Way Feels Mean Ideas Understanding My Own Sweet Singing Appreciation Tiny No Idea Amazed Honored Really Mean Humbling Very Sweet

Author:Ysabella Brave

“When no one is looking, I swallow deserts and clouds and chew on mountains knowing they are sweet bones! When no one is looking and I want to kiss God, I just lift my own hand to my mouth.”

Want Hands My Own Knowing Sweet Mountain Kissing Mouths Clouds Bones Desert Lifts

Author:Hafez

“Despising cowardice in others, I wished to prove myself no coward. Believing in the good, the gentle, the beautiful things of life, I addressed myself to the sweet duty of keeping these attributes for my children's sake and my own. And in striving to provide a living for them, I found a success beyond my wildest dreams.”

“Trying to tell an authentic, raw and honest story without making it therapy. Separating myself enough to have perspective while putting myself in the emotional hot seat so that I could make this thing real. Asking for help. Delegating responsibility. Standing up for myself. Fighting the impulse to be sweet and likeable 24/7. Being open to all ideas, but staying true to the spine of the story. Knowing when to let go and when to hold on and fight like hell. Getting out of my own way. Shall I go on?”

“A truce to philosophy!—Life is before me, and I rush into possession. Hope, glory, love, and blameless ambition are my guides, and my soul knows no dread. What has been, though sweet, is gone; the present is good only because it is about to change, and the to come is all my own.”

Knows Has Beens Soul Philosophy Life Is My Own Gone Sweet Life Philosophy Ambition Glory Possession Guides My Soul Dread Truce Blameless

Book:The Last Man

Source: The Last Man

“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

“Arraigned at my own bar, Memory having given her evidence of the hopes, wishes, sentiments I had been cherishing since last night-- of the general state of mind which I have indulged for nearly a fortnight past; Reason having come forward and told in her own quiet way , a plain, unvarnished tale, showing how I had rejected the real, and rabidly devoured the ideal;-- I pronounced judgment to this effect:-- That a greater fool than Jane Eyre had never breathed the breath of life: that a more fantastic idiot had never surfeited herself on sweet lies, and swallowed the poison as if it were nectar.”

Source: The Complete Works Of Charlotte Bronte: Jane Eyre, Shirley, Villette, and The Professor

“You asked me once if I would still love you when your lips were puckered with age and your eyes were faded. I can assure you that I will still love you when I have only the strength (and the scant teeth) left to gum those puckered lips. I shall love you when your bones are sharp enough to pierce my fragile flesh. I shall love you when the light in my own eyes fades for good and yours is the last sweet face I see. Because I am and ever shall be.”

Ifs Stills I Can Enough Light Eye Age Lasts Faces Left My Own Love You Sweet Lips Bones Flesh Teeth Fragile Fades Faded Pierce Gum Still Love You Sweet Face

Author:Teresa Medeiros

“I saw, in gradual vision through my tears, The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years, Those of my own life, who by turns had flung A shadow across me.”

Years Turns My Own Vision Saws Tears Sweet Shadow Melancholy My Own Life

Book:Poetical works

Source: Poetical works

“I am writing this book because we're all going to die - In the loneliness of my own life, my father dead, my brother dead, my mother faraway, my sister and my wife far away, nothing here but my own tragic hands that once were guarded by a world, a sweet attention, that now are left to guide and disappear their own way into the common dark of all our deaths, sleeping in me raw bed, alone and stupid: with just this one pride and consolation: my broke heart in the general despair and opened up inwards to the Lord, I made a supplication in this dream”

Source: Visions of Cody

“A smile flickered across Coral’s face. “Have you ever noticed that once you have had a taste of certain sweets—raspberry trifle is my own despair—it is quite impossible not to think, not to want, not to crave until you have taken another bite?” “Lord Swartingham is not a raspberry trifle.” “No, more of a dark chocolate mousse, I should think,” Coral murmured. “And,” Anna continued as if she hadn’t heard the interruption, “I don’t need another bite, uh,night of him.”

“As expected life isn't that sweet at all. When I came to Tokyo I thought I could achieve anything with my own two hands. It's not like that. To get something in these hands, I have to fight a horrible fight. But... there's not much time to grab the things you want with your hands. Why is that? And more importantly what is that I want?”

Want Two Hands Fighting My Own Achieve Sweet Expected Horrible Tokyo Two Hands

Author:Ai Yazawa

“Jake's mouth found mine, his lips molding hot and soft to my own. His tongue tentatively tested the seal of my lips; I parted them and he pushed inside. It was startlingly sweet and achingly familiar, like finding harbor.”

Found My Own Mines Sweet Findings Mouths Hot Lips Tongue Familiar Tested Harbors Seals Jake Molding

Author:Josh Lanyon