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Atanassov Quotes By Kate Atkinson

Anthroposophy, spiritualism. Everyone needs to make sense — Kate Atkinson

Atanassov Quotes By Arthur Miller

Nevertheless, one learned very early that books had to be respected; they were all putative Bibles and to some small degree had a share in holiness. — Arthur Miller

Atanassov Quotes By Ella Henderson

The simple questions are always the hardest ones. — Ella Henderson

Atanassov Quotes By Malorie Blackman

The best thing about being Children's Laureate has definitely been all the children and teens I've met. — Malorie Blackman

Atanassov Quotes By Bernard Law Montgomery

Decisions! And a general, a commander in chief who has not got the quality of decision, then he is no good. — Bernard Law Montgomery

Atanassov Quotes By John D. Rockefeller

Oh, how blessed young men are who have to struggle for a foundation and beginning in life. — John D. Rockefeller

Atanassov Quotes By Alexandra Adornetto

I thought you were gone forever, I thought you'd walked away from everything, because I failed, because I destroyed the only thing that ever mattered to me. I waited for you to come, but you didn't. — Alexandra Adornetto

Atanassov Quotes By Gelett Burgess

A maiden's first kiss cometh hard, yea, it is as the first olive out of a bottle, requiring much skill; but the rest are easy. — Gelett Burgess

Atanassov Quotes By Andrea Randall

They took his soul over there, fuckers, and left me with the breathing carcass. — Andrea Randall

Atanassov Quotes By Sappho

Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will all agree). The Rose the queen of flowers should be. — Sappho

Atanassov Quotes By J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Sometimes after an hour of apathy, my strange and beautiful companion would take my hand and hold it with a fond pressure, renewed again and again; blushing softly, gazing in my face with languid and burning eyes, and breathing so fast that her dress rose and fell with the tumultuous respiration. It was like the ardor of a lover; it embarrassed me; it was hateful and yet over-powering; and with gloating eyes she drew me to her, and her hot lips traveled along my cheek in kisses; and she would whisper, almost in sobs, "You are mine, you shall be mine, you and I are one for ever." Then she had thrown herself back in her chair, with her small hands over her eyes, leaving me trembling. — J. Sheridan Le Fanu