Aster Quotes & Sayings

I still love you, too, Ian. It just doesn't mean anything anymore. — Willow Aster

You are in me. In the deepest part of me. Deeper than my memories, my unconscious thoughts. Deeper than my ever-changing emotions. You are in the place right next to where I keep my faith in God (a faith that I won't let go of now, in spite of it being shaken many times, from without and within). You're deep in me. — Willow Aster

So what is your middle name?"
"O. That's my middle initial."
"Hmmm. It's probably something hideous like Orville, that would be so funny ... Oh ... it's not really ... Orville. Is it?"
He nods.
"Nooooooo!"
He nods again.
"I'm so sorry. I can't believe that. It's not hideous ... but really? Why would your mama do that to you? I mean-" I give up because now he's wiping his eyes and it really is too funny. — Willow Aster

I can trip falling UP the stairs. I can trip over nothing. My own two feet are fully capable of betraying me without any warning. They're vicious, really. — Willow Aster

My life didn't begin until you breathed into it. ~ Ian — Willow Aster

You are the only woman I have ever made love to. — Avery Aster

Aster was eager for any kind of
Chance. She had only wanted a chance. A way out, a greater story than the one that had been written for her, just like I had wanted. Tell my bapa I tried, Miz. A chance to control her own destiny. But for her, escape was impossible. — Mary E. Pearson

convince you there's life after the military, though," Tyler added. Joe towered behind his wife's chair, massaging — Kate Aster

I just want you to know ... that if you didn't get me a single present ... the way you love me would be more than enough. — Willow Aster

With shaking hands, I hold the letter and slide my back down the wall until I'm on the floor. My tears drop on what he's written, leaving blurred ink in its place. I cry for everything that's lost. I cry that he gave up. I cry for the anger in his words. I cry that he's found someone that has made him consider letting me go. I cry for the day I ever met him and thought I could handle someone like him. I cry that the girl he met that day in the restaurant is long gone.
And I cry because I don't know what to do with this person that's left. — Willow Aster

Sparrow, if I stood in front of witnesses today, I would promise to love you and honour you and only you for the rest of my life, and I would mean every single word. — Willow Aster

Um, Sparrow ... did I really hear you say dagnabbit? — Willow Aster

My ideal type of lover? A person who is completely into me. It's fine even if the person is so into me that it's a bit strange. Doesn't spend time with friends, and doesn't go out, but instead is unconditionally attached to me. I'm not joking. I really want someone like that. The one to make my heart flutter. — Aster Argent

I seem to draw the crazies like a moth to a flame. Ian says the bugs come to the light. — Willow Aster

Let me tell you something, I have never stated this, but you idiots refer to me as some moroon, I have a aster and a lwa degree. I simply cannot take the bar because of my stupid past in my 20's. You people do not want to go up against m on education because most of you will lose badly. — Larry Sinclair

I end not far from my going forth
By picking the faded blue
Of the last remaining aster flower
To carry again to you. — Robert Frost

Dougal, your breath is disgusting." The noxious odour assaulted Aster's nose, rousing her from sleep. She screwed up her face and rolled over, but the smell leapt over her and continued its assault. "Honestly, — Alice Wallis-Eton

I wish, and I wish that the spring would go faster,
Nor long summer bide so late;
And I could grow on like the foxglove and aster,
For some things are ill to wait. — Jean Ingelow

When Jo's conservative sister Meg says she must turn up her hair now that she is a "young lady," Jo shouts, "I'm not! and if turning up my hair makes me one, I'll wear it in two tails till I'm twenty ... I hate to think I've got to grow up, and be Miss March, and wear long gowns, and look as prim as a China aster! It's bad enough to be a girl anyway, when I like boys' games and work and manners! I can't get over my disappointment in not being a boy; and it's worse than ever now, for I'm dying to go and fight with Papa, and I can only stay at home and knit, like a poky old woman. — Louisa May Alcott

Did my two friends lose their minds? We'd gone from hugging besties to face-slapping frienemies and now horny girls on the prowl. WTF. — Avery Aster

Please do not masturbate while I do your feet. I cannot take another moaning horny white woman this week. — Avery Aster

The word "dis-aster," in fact, means "bad star." — Kenneth Franklin

It has been a year, two months, and seventeen days since I last saw him.Two years, ten months and five days since he broke my heart.Technically, he began breaking my heart the moment I met him, five years, eleven months, and one day ago. — Willow Aster

It's a half-moon tonight and it's shinin' half-bright as if the sky could understand the way I feel inside-Half of me is livin' half a world from here, half of me is dyin', cryin' one lonely tear silently in the half-moon light Sparrow. Nothing will be completely right until you're with me. — Willow Aster

Someone was tapping on the window. — Dave Barry

Aren't you worn out from running?" His lips follow a tear down my neck, and then he brushes my face with his hand. "I don't want to live without you another day. I'm begging you for another chance. Please. — Willow Aster

I've been looking for you, his eyes are saying.
You've found me now, I'm certain my eyes are saying. — Willow Aster

I like to read them and write them, I say shyly. Hello, my name is Sparrow and I am a nerd. — Willow Aster

Love is enough.
Love does conquer all.
Love really does always protect, trust, hope, persevere ... — Willow Aster

You cannot be a great writer in a shop where words are sold in tens and twenties. — Rick Aster

I've never been at home anywhere, but I am with you. — Willow Aster

Little Bird, our love has been hard-earned from the very beginning. It is more precious to me than anything on earth. I can't just let go of it. And I won't stop fighting for it." ~ Ian — Willow Aster

- Katsmiao Books Are My Life Avery Aster has managed to make the tale of the poor little rich girl into something engaging, captivating, and sexy with very memorable characters. — Anonymous

Role model? I don't have one. I guess. — Aster Argent

This really is crazy. All I know is he makes me feel things I've never felt and I don't care
he might be all wrong for me, but I don't care! — Willow Aster

I held a blue flower in my hand, probably a wild aster, wondering what its name was, and then thought that human names for natural things are superfluous. Nature herself does not name them. The important thing is to know this flower, look at its color until the blends becomes as real as a keynote of music. Look at the exquisite yellow flowerettes at the center, become very small with them. Be the flower, be the trees, the blowing grasses. Fly with the birds, jump with a squirrel! — Sally Carrighar

Ian Sterling has ruined me. And he's ruined me for anyone else. — Willow Aster

When am doing stunts, I had lots of cuts on my body because of the actions. Even though everybody takes care of me, I still get hurt. — Aster Argent

The day I met you, I went home and told Jeff that I had met the girl I would marry ... not 'would' like I thought it would happen, but would, as in, if I could marry any girl in the world ... any girl ... I would choose you. — Willow Aster

Wherever people go to find peace - that's what I find in the ocean. — Willow Aster

My heart will always beat your name — Willow Aster

Most of us try to do too much because we are secretly afraid we will not be able to do anything at all. — Rick Aster

white calla lily has one petal; euphorbia has two; iris, lily and trillium have three; buttercup, columbine, larkspur pinks and wild rose have five; bloodroot and delphiniums, eight; black-eyed Susan, corn marigold, cineraria, ragwort and some varieties of daisies have thirteen; some aster, chicory and Shasta daisy, twenty-one; field daisies, plantain, and pyrethrum, thirty-four (on average); Michaelmas daisies and the stereaceae family have fifty-five and eighty-nine petals. Perhaps you could spend your next summer vacation checking out the veracity of this statement! — V. Raghunathan

The light blazed out across the patch of grass; fell on the child's green bucket with the gold line round it, and upon the aster which trembled violently beside it. For the wind was tearing across the coast, hurling itself at the hills, and leaping, in sudden gusts, on top of its own back. How it spread over the town in the hollow! How the lights seemed to wink and quiver in its fury, lights in the harbour, lights in bedroom windows high up! And rolling dark waves before it, it raced over the Atlantic, jerking the stars above the ships this way and that. — Virginia Woolf

Spare me. You don't kiss period. But look at you. My, my, my. Aside from your bashed up face, you're glowing. I haven't seen you look happy in years." Taddy studied her from top to bottom. "He slammed your pussy, didn't he?" Taddy gunned for an answer. "The longtime Miss Prudence of Prudeville, my frigid friend, the "Big Apple
Starved for Sex" got her McIntosh plucked. Or should I say fucked and made into apple sauce. — Avery Aster

Your quick 'no' is because I refused to say 'yes' to sex. They say men think with their dicks. I hope you do not run Easton with your - — Avery Aster

I'm not used to people saying exactly what they think. Filtered talk is as popular as filtered water these days. — Willow Aster

I feared rejection.
I feared that love wouldn't last.
I feared that love would be used against me. To hurt me.
I feared that no one could really love me. — Willow Aster

Indeed, that is the nature of crowds: the mob is either a humble slave or a cruel aster. As for the middle way of liberty, the mob can neither take it nor keep it with any respect for moderation or law. — Livy

The aster has not wasted spring and summer because it has not blossomed. It has been all the time preparing for what is to follow, and in autumn it is the glory of the field, and only the frost lays it low. So there are many people who must live forty or fifty years, and have the crude sap of their natural dispositions changed and sweetened before the blossoming time can come; but their lives have not been wasted. — Henry Ward Beecher

My hope is that what has gone before is only the introductory chapter of our love story. There are more memories to be made. ~ Ian — Willow Aster

If you were looking for a sign from heaven, baby, I'd say they're all around you. Take note. — Willow Aster

Never hesitate to tell the truth. It's the only way it will be any good. — Willow Aster

Leonard Aster thanked Fighting Prawn and the Mollusk tribe for their hospitality.
"You mean," said Fighting Prawn, "for not killing you?"
"Yes," said Leonard. "It was very gracious of you."
"Do you," said Leonard, "I mean, does you tribe, shake hands?"
"No," said Fighting Prawn. "We kiss on the lips."
"Oh," said Leonard, looking very alarmed. — Dave Barry

He looks sleepy and obscene; I want to slap him and wrap my arms and legs around him and breathe his air ... - Sparrow — Willow Aster

You may have to break this heart before you can use it. You may have to take it apart and start all over with me. I know it hurts to change, but I don't want to stay the same. Take me. Break me. Do whatever it takes to make me what you need me to be — Willow Aster

You're going to break my heart, Sparrow Fisher. And I think, Not before you break mine. — Willow Aster

You're impossible.
You're delectable.
You're incorrigible.
You're edible.
I sigh, frustrated and turned on.
You know it's true. He inches closer.
No, I can't really say that I do.
Well, I can. — Willow Aster

The windflower and the violet, they perished long ago,
And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow;
But on the hills the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood,
And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood,
Till fell the first from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men,
And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland glade and glen. — William C. Bryant

Books," I say firmly. "I'm crazy about books."
He laughs. "Okay. That's cool."
"I like to read them and write them," I say shyly.
Hello, my name is Sparrow and I am a nerd.
"He lifts his eyebrows, and his eyes land on my mouth. "God, everything you say is hot. — Willow Aster

I have to go home, Masi.
You are my home, bella. I am lost without you. He couldn't speak. There were no words to recoil the loss consuming him. Massimo brought his hands up to her face. Kissing her one last time. He had to for his sanity. And he did with great passion, knowing he'd hurt her face when she kissed him back. But she did. He heard the cry in her throat as their tongues danced. Warm tears touched his palms as they continued to kiss. His fingertips were wet with sadness. He kept on kissing her. Unable to stop, he needed ten more seconds. Ti amo, I love you. Please don't leave. I've waited my whole life for you. When he pulled his face back, she cried, and he realized he did also. — Avery Aster

It is really fun to film a drama in a foreign country. — Aster Argent

Please do not - " Before he could argue with her any more to stay or persuade her he'd fix the situation, she'd picked up her bag and stalked out the door. He mumbled, "Leave me."
Lex was gone. — Avery Aster

I've been waiting for you, his eyes are saying.
You've found me now, I'm certain my eyes are responding. — Willow Aster

You could have fucked me 'til your uncut, overexposed on the blogs, 'too ginormous for my snatch' pecker fell off. And I'd still no way never ever in a thousand years sell, loan, sample you my Easton. And to answer your question, I run my company with my pussy, and twenty-four other pussy-sporting employees. Easton girls do not allow dickheads or cocks in our fashion world. Period. — Avery Aster

oh dear, i LOVE Hollywood. but not really much like when i have a crush on someone. — Aster Argent

The aster greets us as we pass With her faint smile. — Sarah Helen Whitman

I suppose I might never have known or believed that love could be so strong if I hadn't seen it dragged through this hell. Now I know that love can truly endure anything. — Willow Aster

His aster-blue eyes shown out from a face blackened by bruises and soot, his fair hair glittering in the firelight. Dressed all in black, silhouetted against flame, he looked rather like a demon, raised from the dead, trading for souls on the other side. — Cinda Williams Chima