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During the year of 2015 stay grounded. How? Each night before you go to sleep, write a word/expression capturing a positive state of mind on a sheet of paper. Fold the paper in a V and prop it on your nightstand beside your bed so you will see it the first thing in the morning. When you wake up, look at the word, put the word into your mind and feel it/express it throughout the day, no matter what happens to you that day. Examples are: appreciation, look for the positive in others and events; happy, worthiness, creative, cheerful, forgiving, gratitude, letting go of your ego and focus on others, selfless, love, kindness, etc.

Each night we watched the sun set no matter where we were, and we'd wake up early to witness it rising again. That was the thing about life: even when the days faded to black, you were always given another chance. A second moment to try again to rise from the ashes.

Each of us has a heart, a soul, and feelings. Each of us desires to be wanted, to be appreciated, and to be loved." "Making love is not something you do to someone―it's something you share. Lovemaking between men and women should be mutually pleasurably. Both women and men should be fully and completely satisfied." "If women were totally satisfied with their sexual and lovemaking experiences, women would welcome the lovemaking experience as much as men.

Each moment of the happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.

Each kiss was nearer to the last one of all.

Each of us has a heart, a soul, and feelings. Each of us desires to be wanted, to be appreciated, and to be loved. The enchantment in life is to discover and spend time with another person who knows that and expresses it. In this context, the liberation of our naked bodies in the act of lovemaking is what gives us ultimate pleasure.

Each would treasure going to hell if it would keep the other safe!

Each step I take toward him is one more step closer to home.

Each time you stare at a blank page, you end up staring at yourself.

Each star twinkles with its own energy it holds within. Human’s energy is hidden deep in their soul. My ancestors said that when your soul burns bright, you twinkle just like the star... your eyes twinkle just like the stars...

Each person is a lottery ticket. We are all stubs of our luck.

Eat dirt evil doer!

East Hollow is full of tormented souls.’ I remark, only to hear his chuckle, his eyes moving forward just in time to step out of the way of a wayward man with armfuls of carrier bags. ‘Now that is the attraction.

Easy squeezed her hand and tugged her closer. She sucked in a breath, sure he was going to kiss her. He did. Just not how she'd thought. His lips pressed to her forehead, then he pulled back to look her in the eye. "I see a woman who's made me fell more alive in the past few days than I have in a long, long time.

Ecce homo means behold the man. Behold the man and all his failures, if you can love him then God has forgiven and I have finally found a God worth serving with thin thighs and knots in her back. We have never kissed underneath a tree, I have never pushed your hair aside to shield the wind, I have never said whatever forces unseen and seen should be ours to smile eyes closed together. Buildings laugh at each other the way we do.

Eden hid her smile in my hand and leaned down and kissed me. I took her face in my hand, her velvety skin like energy against my fingertips. Her love for her family and for people who were hurting all collided with her stunning beauty and made her irresistible. I kissed her forehead, her cheek, her neck, and her chin. Our noses touched, and she drew a shaky breath. Her hair hung around my face, creating a veil that hid us from the world.

È bello come stare qui? Certo, è bello. Come l’onda, ti prende e ti porta con sé, ti travolge, ti stringe nelle sue spire, ti sommerge, e non sai più farne a meno. Come la vita? Come svegliarsi al mattino e sentire che hai un corpo da nutrire, come respirare, Jay, è bello come respirare? Chiusi gli occhi e cercai di riportare alla mente la sensazione che provavo quando, dopo essere stato disarcionato, riemergevo senza fiato e pieno di dolori per gli schiaffi presi dalle onde. Ciò che avevo sentito facendo sesso somigliava più al trionfo di pochi istanti, sopra un’onda buona, ma troppo docile per dare tempo all’adrenalina di percorrerti tutto. Forse… forse per amore. Per amore, forse, avrebbe potuto essere bello come svegliarsi al mattino e sentire che hai un corpo da nutrire. Per amore avrebbe potuto essere come il sollievo quando finalmente si ritrova il pelo dell’acqua dopo il naufragio. Ma non mi era mai accaduto per amore. Si girò e mi guardò corrucciato. Fu un solo istante, poi riportò lo sguardo alla strada. Jay, se si chiama “fare l’amore”, come puoi farlo senza amore?

Echo of the waves appears in the sky, their lights reflected in your eyes. I'm back in our world and happy again. The sound of your voice, compassionate embrace... The power in your touch, serenity of stride... The beating of your heart calms down my presence, gracing with eternal peace of mind... Bathing in the sunshine of your arms I'm deeply aware of the melodic stream that has no language...gliding beneath the quiet Heaven of your eyes...

E' come una droga. Ti cambia. Non sei più la stessa persona che è entrata in quell'inferno. Impari ad abbracciare l'oscurità, a nutrirti di rabbia e sangue. Non conosci più la morale. E' quella la vera scuola di un criminale. (Maksim-La mia vendetta con te ©Giovanna Roma)

Ed io scorgevo sempre quella tempesta che ti porti dentro, nei tuoi occhi, nelle tue mani che si nascondono tra i capelli annodati, nei vestiti che abbandoni sul pavimento aspettando che qualcuno li riordini e in quelle costellazioni di lentiggini che ti ritrovi in volto. Mi sono accorto che mi bastava questo, che vivevo solo di questo, che eri la mia tempesta, il sole che segue il temporale, che eri un disastro, che mi rendevi vivo.

Edward kissed her for the first time in months without that hazy veil between them. And this kiss was so different, so pure and undiluted, that it jolted through him like a bolt of lightning. Arrowing through his chest and heart and straight to his groin. Suddenly, Edward wanted her. All of her, desperately, right now. He didn’t want to comfort, or be comforted. He wanted to possess.

Edward chuckled into her mouth. “Like that, do you?” he murmured. “So do I.”

Eight academically brilliant but romantically barren years, and then in a week’s time a sudden bloom like this.

Either one is promiscuous or in a relationship - it cannot be both at the same time.

Either way, I’m still very [...] and wanting,” said Elbryn with a sad laugh. “So take care of it.” “With a lady present? That would be unthinkably rude.” “You’ve been rude to me before,” Holonie pointed out. “But I like you now,” Elbryn said.

―El cambio climático provocó ciertas modificaciones. ―Eso lo sé ―le interrumpió―. Los polos de la Tierra se derritieron. Las aguas abnegaron la superficie terrestre y solo algunas zonas sobrevivieron, adaptándose a condiciones muy extremas como Antiqua Canadá, conquistada por la nieve y el hielo. »El resto del mundo sobrevive gracias a las grandes estructuras artificiales que se construyeron. Enormes urbes donde los puentes, viaductos y carreteras colgantes, dominan el paisaje de una civilización en la que ve, cada noche, 306 cómo el agua podría avanzar por sus calles sin ningún control, si no fuera gracias a las presas o diques que se han levantado en sus orillas. »Todo es artificial, Gabriel. ―Volvió a golpear con su pie el suelo―. La mayoría de los animales, por no decir todos, se han extinguido. Hay especies vegetales que no llegué a conocer. Y ahora… ―Miró lo que les rodeaba para devolver su atención al hombre―. Ahora mi mundo, las ideas que me han inculcado desde niña, han cambiado.

Either way, he was always staring into a bottomless pit, or into a whirlpool that forever sucked him inexorably inward to its vortex.

El amor no entiende de condiciones, ni de lugar, tiempo o espacio. ¿Importa acaso saber qué es lo que amas? Yo creo que no, cuando encuentras a esa persona especial, todo deja de importar; ya no necesitas encontrarle un sentido. Lo único que importa es ese sentimiento cálido y dulce que se ha instalado en tu corazón y del que ya no te podrás desprender. Aunque no siga creciendo y latiendo, sigue ahí, en tu interior. Porque pasó a formar parte de ti en el momento en el que lo dejaste entrar. Y ya no te abandonará, aunque el polvo del tiempo lo cubra, tú podrás volverlo a hacer relucir en ti. Así que no: no necesito saber qué es, porque sé que le amo, y eso a mí, me basta".

El amor no tiene género, la compasión no tiene religión, el carácter no tiene raza

Elbryn smiled. “You know, you never told me your name,” he said, looking at her fondly. “No,” Holonie answered simply, “I did not.” Elbryn stared at her, his eyes suddenly weary, and Holonie heard the exasperated thought on the surface of his mind, Elves. “Fair enough,” he said aloud.

Él aprovechó lo que toda mujer se reserva para una tarde de lluvia.

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.

Elizabeth, this one last task you will enter in a moment, will determine your fate and who you are. You are eighteen now and with the blood of past generations running through your veins, this will destine who you really are and where you belong.

Elizabeth waited until he had left and then promptly burst into laughter. She couldn’t help it, she had been soaked, threatened by a skunk, attacked by a dog and now given a moral lesson by a man that had threatened her with a Winchester earlier. She couldn’t remember ever having a better day.

Eliza has no use for the foolish romantic tradition that all women love to be mastered, if not actually bullied and beaten.

Elle se sentait consumée par la peine et la douleur. Elle avait été si proche du bonheur.

Ellis smiled at her concern and kissed her cheek once more. “I promise. I’ll come home if I need help.” He stepped back and gave them a bow, showing his respect. With their permission, he left the counsel room and headed straight to his room. He packed supplies for the journey. His mother had warned him that no magic worked inside of The Forbidden Woods or even in the outskirts of it. He would have to walk there on foot and hope that no one loyal to Walter caught up with him on his way.

El señor Levine pregunta: - ¿Cuál es tu «Por qué»? - Yo no tengo ningún «Por qué», solo un «Joder» y un «¿En Qué Estaría Pensando?».

Elle murmura son nom avec la circonspection d'un enfant qui s'essaie à des sons distincts. Lorsqu'il énonça le sien en réponse, on aurait dit un mot nouveau - les syllabes restaient les mêmes, le sens était différent. Enfin, il prononça ces trois mots simples que nul art médiocre, nulle mauvaise foi ne réussiront jamais à déprécier tout à fait. Elle les répéta, avec exactement la même légère insistance sur le dernier mot, comme si elle était la première à les dire...

Elle l'acceptait tel qu'il était. Têtu, intransigeant et dominateur.

Elle tapota légèrement ses joues pour finir de se réveiller complètement. Il fallait absolument qu’elle se lève et aille se laver. Elle bâilla longuement et l’haleine qu’elle avait lui donna la nausée. Elle se frotta les yeux et… Minute papillon ! Un objet étranger et non identifié lui griffa la paupière. Son cœur fit une embardée ce qui lui donna la force nécessaire pour ouvrir brusquement les yeux. — Merde ! éructa-t-elle en manquant s’étouffer avec sa salive. Puis elle poussa un hurlement strident.

Elli." "Shea," she gasped as he bit softly. "Show me your undies." Elli broke out in a fit of giggles as Shea smiled against her neck. "No way." "What if a get a goal just for you-then can I see your undies?" "Do they have to be on me?" she asked, playing along. There was no way in hell he would see her in her undies. "Yes, they do." "Hmm...no." "Come on, two goals." "No." "Three." "Okay. Three, and y'all gotta win." "Deal. Now kiss me." "That I will do," she said with a grin as she leaned up on her tippy toes to kiss him deeply. It was probably the first time Elanor Fisher hoped Shea didn't score.

El sujeto que te gusta siempre tendrá cierta ventaja. Él es el desorden actual de emociones. El que amas es sólo al que cuesta dejar atrás para empezar de nuevo.

Ember,” he said, his voice husky. She liked the way he said her name, especially at that very moment. “Yes, Jack?” she answered; her own words sounded throaty and thick and full of longing. “This was a mistake.

Emma, you have lived before…in other lifetimes.” I was waiting for him to burst into laughter and tell me this was some ridiculous prank. Where was he going with this? “I have been reincarnated?” “Yes, several times. You accidently breathed in God’s energy at an Egyptian temple and that energy never dies.” I sat there staring blankly, wondering if I had fallen in love with a mad man. “Emma, your soul is confused…” “Between?” “Being human and being God

Ember had never imagined a kiss to be so innocent and so wanton at the same time. Her whole body trembled, and she felt as if she stood on the cusp of something wonderful. That if she was just brave enough to step over the edge, she’d experience the most exhilarating moment of her life.

Emerging from the next chalet in the row was a young woman, probably mid-twenties he guessed, about medium height and build, with dark brown bobbed hair. She was clutching an arm full of books and a cup of coffee. That he had taken all this in, in a single glance, was remarkable. As he had simultaneously taken the fact, she was absolutely naked… “Good morning Miss!” “Miss? I never call anyone Miss! She could be married! A radical feminist! And I have just insulted her! I should have said Mizz, or Mam’, Oh God!” The thoughts raced through Addy’s panic-stricken mind. “There has been a spot of trouble at the clubhouse.” Professional, act professional. “I am making a few enquiries, I’d like to come back and ask you a few questions when …” Professional, you’re a professional, Man up! “… When you have … got yourself sorted out.” Phew!!

Emma has it wrong. You don’t ditch your men, you kill them.” “I won’t kill you.” She stepped in front of me and took my hand, watching me take the last drag of my cigarette. “I like you too much.

Emma, I will love you with every breath in my body and beyond my own death. I swear to be your shield, your protector, your worshipper. There is nothing I will deny you. I am yours

Emily crawled down to the floor, sliding along the wall, in the corner of the room. The girl did not show anyone that her heart was crying; therefore, everyone thought that she just did not care. After encountering reluctance to understand her from the side of her family members and their typical prejudiced judgment for too many times, her pride would not let her show the storm of emotions taking place inside of her soul.