Laura Whitcomb Quotes & Sayings
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Famous Quotes By Laura Whitcomb
As his flesh touched my spirit, the feeling of falling turned into a feeling of flying. I was soaring through time toward him. — Laura Whitcomb
I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real. — Laura Whitcomb
Perhaps I couldn't tickle the inside of his ear, but I could reach the mysterious curves of his mind. — Laura Whitcomb
Be a sparrow, I told myself. Be silent and fly away. No one will bother you if you disappear. — Laura Whitcomb
As I watched that single thread of lightning billow through the water above me like the aurora borealis, I imagined the heavy cord of time stretching away from me in the water like the hard, thick rope on a great ship. — Laura Whitcomb
Obedience is bondage, if God wants to be adored he should make himself more loving. — Laura Whitcomb
He was watching me and when our eyes met, i had no fan to cover my face, no way to hid my feelings. i was desperate for him, and he could see it, all the way in me. — Laura Whitcomb
About the library," he whispered. He took out the pencil stub from his pocket and poised it over the page.
"Will you write like Mr. Blake or like yourself?" I inquired.
He wrote and whispered the words aloud as he did. "I am in the library. It smells like old stuff."
"It smells familiar," I suggested. "It smells like words." Because his left side was to me, I couldn't easily take his hand to write.
"Books are boring," James said as he wrote.
"They line the walls like a thousand leather doorways to be opened into worlds unknown," I offered.
He thought about this and then wrote with a smile, "I hate books. — Laura Whitcomb
Pulsing goddess light moves through me for one moment like - Here Mr. Brown paused again. Like a glimpse of eternity instantly forgotten. — Laura Whitcomb
He kissed me for a long moment, holding my shoulders, perhaps to keep me from pressing my whole body against his. Then he tried to lift my bag.
"My God," he said. "What happened?"
"I found out one may check out twenty books at a time from the school library. — Laura Whitcomb
I felt my being flutter. each tousled head that came through the door i wanted to be his, but no and on, a dozen boys entered, yet not the one. — Laura Whitcomb
The fear of being noticed after a hundred years disappears as I look into a pair of autumn-colored eyes. — Laura Whitcomb
Time is a ribbon, a delicate organdy, so thin that you can see through it to the layer of time below and the layer above. Moments overlapping, lying on top of each other. — Laura Whitcomb
Someone was looking at me, a disturbing sensation if you're dead. — Laura Whitcomb
The material was wrinkled, yet even in the low light it remembered the shape of two bodies. — Laura Whitcomb
It seemed as natural as two blades of grass brushing each other in the wind. — Laura Whitcomb
Many worlds, but one God
His power is the sun in every land,
His forgiveness the moon watching over every night,
His love the star in every corner of the heavens. — Laura Whitcomb
It was all real and blazing with detail.
But I was shadow, light as mist, mute as the wallpaper. — Laura Whitcomb
I studied a crescent moon hung crooked in a plum purple sky and thought about what it would be like to truly be seen. — Laura Whitcomb
I would court you with a passion, if things were different. — Laura Whitcomb
You deserve to be happy. What can I do?"
Don't send me away, I thought.
He looked at me again. "What do you want?"
"I want to taste an apple," I said. And your lips, I thought. — Laura Whitcomb
I would court you with passion, if things were different. you'd never get me off your porch swing. — Laura Whitcomb
That I am your heart's secret fills me with song. I wish I could sing of you here in my cage. You are my heart's hidden poem. I reread you, memorize you every moment we're apart. — Laura Whitcomb
This green place in which I stood with James turned slowly around us like a music box. All my memories returning, and all his. I could see and feel each of his days and he mine. Childhood songs, books read, hearts broken, arguments forgiven.The sweetness of these imperfections far outshining the regrets. Our lives overlapped as naturally as two blades of grass brushing together.
My pain forgotten, my clothes dry and clean, I pulled James close to me. As he lifted my chin, I felt no sensation of falling as when I had been Light touching one who is Quick. It wasn't the mere heat of a stolen moment in borrowed flesh. We touched now soul to soul, both of us Light. And when we kissed, the garden rocked, floating upstream. — Laura Whitcomb
As I look around the quiet room, I see a thousand leather covers like doorways into worlds unknown. — Laura Whitcomb
A sea of dreams trapped in a span of pressed pages — Laura Whitcomb
Books are boring," James said as he wrote.
"They line the walls like a thousand leather doorways to be opened into worlds unknown," I offered. — Laura Whitcomb
A Letter from a Muse to Her Poet: Dear sir, I was called away and couldn't bring you, but now I feel haunted. I know that sometimes you felt I was a part of you and that losing me would leave a hole in your heart, but that's not true. I liked to pretend I was the core of your talent, but it wasn't me. Everything you do, the ideas you weave, the lines you write, the words you choose, it was always only you. Please forgive me. I'm sorry that I didn't say goodbye. — Laura Whitcomb
I would do anything to stay beside you forever. — Laura Whitcomb
The library smells like old books - a thousand leather doorways into other worlds. I hear silence, like the mind of God. I feel a presence in the empty chair beside me. The librarian watches me suspiciously. But the library is a sacred place, and I sit with the patron saint of readers. Pulsing goddess light moves through me for one moment like a glimpse of eternity instantly forgotten. She is gone. I smell mold, I hear the clock ticking, I see an empty chair. Ask me now and I'll say this is just a place where you can't play music or eat. She's gone. The library sucks. — Laura Whitcomb
Just walk up to your hell & give it a push. Run through it & i'll be waiting on the other side. — Laura Whitcomb
Perhaps it wasn't that time had frozen but that it was now moving at the pace of infinity. A moment now becomes a century. — Laura Whitcomb
I was floating on a river of calm, a leaf on a current. — Laura Whitcomb
Boys and girls hid in the library stacks or behind the gym and flew at each other with no promise of love or even kindness, tasting one another in clumsly attempts to steal pleasure before they could be hurt or hated. — Laura Whitcomb
To desperately hope," I whispered
James let out a breath. "To gratefully believe. — Laura Whitcomb
I had asked her for help, and she had sent me to the lions. I knew that she was trying to save her little girl, but sometimes mothers with the best intentions kill their daughters all the same. — Laura Whitcomb
Just walk up to your hell & give it a push. Run through it & i'll be waiting on the other side. — Laura Whitcomb
It seemed as if humans had lost the ability to make their own fun. The more they were gifted with inventions, the less they needed one another. They didn't sing or play the fiddle at the hearth; they turned on the stereo. They didn't tell stories on the porch; they watched television. — Laura Whitcomb