Best 88 quotes in «dove quotes» category

But remember when I moved in you And the holy dove was moving too And every breath we drew was Hallelujah.

But who does hawk at eagles with a dove?

Censure pardons the ravens but rebukes the doves. [The innocent are punished and the wicked escape.]

His characters are ravaged, beaten. They walk through infernos and emerged charred doves.

Fierce eagles breed not the tender dove.

I looked on Jesus and the dove of peace entered my heart. I looked at the dove of peace; and lo...off he went.

I read the different translations of the Bible they had and really just dove into it, almost so I could prove it all right.

I stopped playing video games, I stopped playing other sports, and I just dove head first into wrestling and it's been my passion ever since I discovered it.

It is because I dove into the abyss that I am beginning to love the abyss I am made of.

Dat veniam corvis, vexat censura columbas. - Censure acquits the raven, but pursues the dove.

His lashes, fluttered like butterfly wings. "I could've made you happy, dove." "You did," I whispered

I dove on those papers like Sherlock Holmes on a cappuccino binge.

In Washington they have their hawks and doves and in Ottawa we have our parrots.

It takes more than one dove to make peace in the Middle East.

I walk through the seasons and always the birds are singing and screaming and keening for love When you're with me it seems so absurd that I should be jealous of the jay and the dove.

I was in Venice teaching, so I reread Henry James's "The Wings of the Dove." I love James.

Making those we love happy sounds innocent as a dove, but it can be as destructive as a lion.

No doves come from ravens’ eggs

Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove Dance me to the end of love.

Now I will show myselfTo have more of the serpent than the dove;That is--more knave than fool.

Love can be angry... with a kind of anger in which there is no gall, like the dove's and not the ravens.

My name, Paloma, means 'dove' in Spanish. It stands as a symbol of peace and purity.

Say, will the falcon, stooping from above, Smit with her varying plumage, spare the dove? Admires the jay the insect's gilded wings? Or hears the hawk when Philomela sings?

So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.

One has just been sent out as a biblical dove, has found nothing green, and slips back into the darkness of the Ark

The dove loves when it quarrels; the wolf hates when it flatters.

The baby dove into the room, transforming grotesquely as it landed on the floorin a deft sumersault

The older the violin, the sweeter the music.

The Falcon and the Dove sit there together, And th 'one of them doth prune the others feather.

Then he releases a dove and dies while sitting in a rain storm

Those doves below, the ones utterly cared for, never endangered ones, cannot know tenderness.

Performers and their public should never meet. Once the curtain comes down, the performer should fly away like a magician's dove.

There was always a unique Beirut sound, it was always there, and so this time I just dove straight into that, instead of daydreaming and wandering.

When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we know their presence by the love they create in our hearts.

The smallest worm will turn being trodden on, And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.

A dove struggling in a storm grows stronger than an eagle soaring in sunshine.

Are you leaving the rollers in on purpose?” He was concerned again. Dove bit her lip. Her womb wanted to hump his face.

Dove’s heart broke. He’d been so hopeful until cock rings and butt fucking ruined his career.

Dove held out a hand to Johnson, and he took it—not because they were fleeing a fire and not because she was holding a million dollars. He took her hand to wrap his fingers around hers. His long, long fingers. Her knees went a little watery. Johnson placed a hand on her lower back to steady her. Her ass went a little watery. The trip up her stairs took longer than Ulysses on his epic journey. Johnson took the keys from her hand and opened her door.

Dove sat between his legs for a few more seconds, trying to come up with any feasible reason she could stay there. I want to sniff his balls. Just once.

Dove still couldn’t trust herself to speak without blubbering. But she could kiss. Not Lotsa, not a dressed-up weirdo. Just Dove. She pulled her hand from its sweet prison and touched his face. She leaned in to kiss him, and instead of worrying about which way her nose was pointing, if her armpits were sweating, or if there was a funky taste in her mouth left over from dinner, she thought about lips and touch and kissing. When Johnson moaned, Dove felt so powerful she could have head-butted a dinosaur to death.

Do you repel pants? Do they actually jump off you?” Dove cringed as she noticed his black socks. “Pants are afraid of my dick.

Greet each man with peace, and leave each man with love. Ask yourself - One more enemy, or one more dove?

have a mind so quiet, that you can hear doves whispering as they rest their wings in the rafters your silent sanctuary

He apologized profusely. “I knew that frog position was too freaky. I’m sorry.” “It’s not that, Johnson. Did you notice that like every third thrust I was like a virgin? That was my asshole.” Dove put a hand on his shoulder.

Here’s the deal. We go in, you stand there like the asshole you are, and I explain you aren’t gay lovers with the pharmacist. Sound good?” Dove clicked her blinker on and checked her side mirror. “All I heard was blah, blah, holding your dick later, blah, blah.” Duke rolled down his window and stuck his face into the night.

He shrugged and laughed a little. “It was a stupid idea. Who takes a girl to a funeral as their first date?” Dove fought through her gown so she could find his hand and hold it. She wanted to lick it, too, but restrained herself. “You do. It would be my honor to go to this old fart’s funeral with you. Except pretend I said that like a person with a heart.

He stopped, finally, and smiled. “Honestly? With this thing I think I could get my jerk-off muscles so well-developed that I could rub out a spooge with one pump! If that’s not worth $19.95, I don’t know what is.

Were floods of tears to be unloosed In tribute to my grief, The doves of Noah ne'er had roost Nor found an olive-leaf.

Yes, I did bite the head off of a dove. Yes, I did bite the head off of a bat. It's a stupid thing to do, but I did it.