Best 31 of Willow quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 16 Sep

David Grann

During Xtha-cka Zhi-ga The-the, the Killer of Flowers Moon. I will wade across the river of the blackfish, the otter, the beaver. I will climb the bank where the willow never dies.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Janet Frame

They all seemed hungry, happy, and healthy enough in their buzzing—oh the days were hot, and the noise of bees filled the air that was dusty with pollen and sun haze, and there were tiny black flies stuck to one another crowded by the creek and a creek stink rising from the deep pool under the willow tree where a wheat sack of new kittens had been drowned, and their tiny terrible struggling had shot like an electric current through the confusion of muddy water and up the arm of the person who had tied the stone around the mouth of the sack and thrust it into the water; and the culprit had not been able to brush away the current; it penetrated her body and made her heart beat with fear and pity. I was the culprit.

By Anonym 15 Sep

R. Murray Gilchrist

By now, at the end of a sloping alley, we had reached the shores of a vast marsh. Some unknown quality in the sparkling water had stained its whole bed a bright yellow. Green leaves, of such a sour brightness as almost poisoned to behold, floated on the surface of the rush-girdled pools. Weeds like tempting veils of mossy velvet grew beneath in vivid contrast with the soil. Alders and willows hung over the margin. From where we stood a half-submerged path of rough stones, threaded by deep swift channels, crossed to the very centre. ("The Basilisk")

By Anonym 16 Sep

Julia Hoban

I need a Kleenex.” She sniffs. Guy disengages his hands from hers, takes the hem of his sweatshirt, and wipes her nose with it. “That’s romantic,” she says, embarrassed. “Well, it is sort of, because I wouldn’t do it for anybody else in the world.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Ross Caligiuri

If you feel like you don't fit into the world you inherited it is because you were born to help create a new one.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Jesikah Sundin

Their leafy whispers delighted her, and she promised her confidentiality by gently touching the trunks of both trees. They had held her secrets close to their hearts, she could do no less.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Ross Caligiuri

Try to think of it as though we are rewriting history––the first time this experience occurred you and I never kissed in this Dream Machine room. But now when we leave here, and open our eyes again near the wall around the center of Constance, that kiss will be included in our memories of the day we first met. We could spend a lifetime recreating this moment here, meanwhile, not a single second of our lives would slip by back in our reality. Time seems to move differently inside of our memories.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Kamand Kojouri

Love, the exotic bird, came and went. Heart forgot love. Joy, the majestic willow, wept and died. Mind forgot joy. Hope, the basement lamp, fell and broke. Soul forgot hope. Self, the anxious caterpillar, took flight and dropped. Self forgot self. You, my all, became all my reasons. Reasons left. You left. I never forgot.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Ross Caligiuri

My dream is to create something so beautiful that it encourages people to present the best version of themselves to me everywhere I go.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jessica-lynn Barbour

I remember all the things we said we'd do And how not a single thing we said was true

By Anonym 15 Sep

L. A. Weatherly

Alex resisted the urge to throw Seb off the balcony and see if he could fly.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Ross Caligiuri

Here we go,” Phoenix said, turning back to Nora. “Try not to let this room scare you.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Ross Caligiuri

Eleanor had heard talk of the rebellion that existed inside the city of Constance before. Most of the information she gathered was considered an old fairy tale by the general public. There were a few stories here and there about people angered by their present living conditions, who had demanded that the center of Constance be held responsible for it. However, information was never passed between the five different sectors. Over the years the tales of the rebellion had become children’s bedtime stories, and people did not take them seriously.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Ross Caligiuri

To struggle against the weight of sleep as reality eclipses the moon of your dreams is the purest sign of true love.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Erica Chilson

I try to ignore the fact that I can feel Kieren's hard-on against my ass and that it's perfectly pressing into me. I tell my suddenly happy cunny to stop quivering with excitement. Naughty, puss, that's creepy Kieren rubbing on you. Stop purring, dammit!

By Anonym 19 Sep

Holly Goldberg Sloan

This is why the deepest form of pain comes out as silence.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Jesikah Sundin

Secrets upon secrets were weaving into a strange and mysterious fabric that would ultimately clothe his future.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jeff Parker

If I could understand everything the way I do now, I could make it all--and then it just stopped. Leaving me with that feeling like when you figure out something brilliant and profound in a dream, but you wake up, and all you remember is that you knew this amazing thing, and now it's just out of reach.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Jesikah Sundin

My heart is broken and I grieve, for I have known love. Your heart is broken and you grieve, for you have not.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Munia Khan

Fear no more as long as her memory surrounds you like a ghost…cry no more as long as she weeps for you like a willow.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jessica-lynn Barbour

We dreamt of a crappy apartment somewhere Making love while we let the midnight air Flow through the open window, into our closed hearts Left bitter from heartbreak and too much time apart

By Anonym 16 Sep

Holly Goldberg Sloan

I made a note to talk to him about soft drinks. Those beverages are not healthy. from counting by 7s (not listed in drop-down)

By Anonym 16 Sep

Ross Caligiuri

Every decision you make in life will stem from one of two options: love or fear. Choose love.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Jesikah Sundin

Multi-colored lights flashed and glared on the wet road and cast eerie reflections, reminiscent of artistic surrealism. Fillion imagined that his distress and anger swirled and moved with the refracted lights, creating an urban masterpiece of demented fury.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jessica-lynn Barbour

There is a voice in my head that is only silenced by the scratching of my pen

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jesikah Sundin

The scenic route was a paved graveyard of dreams, but Fillion hoped his would rise from the ashes, marking the moment when he would finally own his life.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Jamie Magee

You made her mad when you're teasing me.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Ross Caligiuri

As her feet beat the concrete ground beneath them, her chest began to ache. It had been a long time since she had run at a full sprint. She was, quite literally, running for her life, and leaving everything she had known before behind. Regardless of her past experiences, here she was, blindly following a girl, who was virtually a stranger, because she had promised to lead Eleanor to safety.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Ross Caligiuri

Cherish your existence, for memories become legacies and life can change in an instant.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Jesikah Sundin

She surveyed the undergrowth and focused on a cluster of fern fronds curled tightly against the new life they had been given. She often wondered why the fern’s new existence was so firmly wound up. But she questioned their response no longer. Oaklee felt every muscle in her body want to curl up in self-protection, to comfort the pain, anger, and fear.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Ross Caligiuri

To completely understand me you must first accept that I am not you.