Quotes by Rose As the moths around a taper, Elizabeth Barrett Browning gnats drinking rose He grunted and stirred, withdrawing from her. She only had a moment to be disappointed and then he flipped her to her back and rose over her, powerful and male. He casually parted her legs with his knees and thrust into her again, hot and hard. She gasped at the swift invasion, the lovely feeling, and then his face was next to hers, his big palms cradling her cheeks. “What I want,” he drawled, “is ye. Nothin’ else. Elizabeth Hoyt powerful rose feelings Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres. Elizabeth Barrett Browning touching tears rose All nature works, and then rests; works and rests. I caught its rhythm and worked and rested with it. When I felt that inertia stealing over me, I rested; and while resting my power recuperated - the tide rose in me. Elizabeth Towne tides stealing rose But a part of me lies buried in lace and roses on a riverbank in France-a part of me is broken off forever. A part of me will be unflyable, stuck in the climb. Elizabeth Wein broken rose lying I am sure that instinctively we wish to be everything, to possess it-why cut the rose or marry the man, otherwise? Ella Maillart cutting rose men At every step the child should be allowed to meet the real experience of life; the thorns should never be plucked from his roses. Ellen Key real rose children A lot of young painters love to incorporate celebrity. One idea of being a painter is to use what's happening at the time. Velázquez was painting of his time. And so was Rembrandt. And Francis Bacon was painting his time in London. He was a real mover, but he saw the insect in the rose. But yes, when I do a painting, I want to take the "I did this" out of it. That's why I started using chance, like the markings on the wood. I never wanted to compose. Ellsworth Kelly real rose ideas one pierced moment whiter than the rest -turning from the tremendous lie of sleep i watch the roses of the day grow deep. e. e. cummings rose sleep lying I had taken on the color of the climate around me and had driven back all the emotion that rose from the Brooklyn streets so that I could belong to the exclusive club of Congress. Emanuel Celler color taken rose i shall imagine life is not worth dying,if (and when)roses complain their beauties are in vain but though mankind persuades itself that every weed's a rose,roses(you feel certain)will only smile e. e. cummings ifs-and weed rose Defiance rose up like vomit. I swung back and yelled, "Don't ever do that again! Ellen Hopkins defiance rose I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow. Emily Bronte rose weather snow I'll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets, The bobolinks begun. Then I said softly to myself, "That must have been the sun! Emily Dickinson squirrels news rose Rentals sank, living rose. I could not afford help. I must be owner, agent, landlady and janitor. I loathed landladying... I tried in every way to augment my income. Small fruit, hens, rabbits, dogs - pottery... I never painted now - had neither time nor wanting. For about fifteen years I did not paint. Emily Carr dog rose years I'll tell you how the Sun rose. Emily Dickinson sun rose Now I know a refuge never grows from a chin in a hand in a thoughtful pose gotta tend the earth if you want a rose. Emily Saliers thoughtful rose hands I did great things in the theater. I did some nice roles, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly or La Vie en Rose. And I love my role in Frantic. Emmanuelle Seigner butterfly nice rose In England "The Day After," though unpopular with viewers, seems to have confirmed the average Englishman's mindless prejudice against Kansas. Shortly after the film portrayed that state being turned into an overused barbecue pit by nuclear weapons, support for British nuclear weapons rose a full percentage point. Emmett Tyrrell kansas rose average Utopia is the grotesque en rose, the need to associate happiness - that is, the improbable - with becoming, and to coerce an optimistic, aerial vision to the point where it rejoins its own source: the very cynicism it sought to combat. In short, a monstrous fantasy. Emile M. Cioran optimistic vision rose «7891011121314151617»