Bear Lifting Quotes & Sayings

Wait. Please." Odette touched his hand. She wasn't sure what to say to him, but she couldn't bear for him to leave. "Stay with me." He stared down at her hand and bowed his head over it. She couldn't resist lifting her other hand to touch his hair. It was as soft as she thought it would be. When he didn't move, she slowly wrapped a lock of it around her fingertip. There was sadness in the way his shoulders and head were bowed. — Melanie Dickerson

After another half second, he's locked me in a bear hug, crushing me into his chest and lifting my feet a couple inches off the ground as I kick furiously with my heels, twisting my head back and forth, snapping at his forearm with my teeth.
And the whole time his lips tickling the delicate skin of my ear. "Cassie. Don't. Cassie ... "
"Let ... me ... go."
"That's been the whole problem. I can't. — Rick Yancey

Think, for a moment, about our educational ladder.
We've strengthened the steps lifting students from elementary school to junior high, and those from junior high to high school.
But, that critical step taking students from high school into adulthood is badly broken. And it can no longer support the weight it must bear. — Melinda Gates

Can I Tinder swipe for cat cuddles? — Shannon Mullen

Grace had torn me apart and put me back together so many times that I'd started to believe that was what I wanted. A kintsukuroi relationship, more beautiful for having been broken. But something can only be shattered so many times before it becomes irreparable... — Krystal Sutherland

Long before the year was up, Janie noticed that her husband had stopped talkin to he rin rhymes. — Zora Neale Hurston

A girl should never disguise the fact that she's a girl. It's a lot easier to convince a man that you're a fascinating female if you look the part. — Pat Boone

If you know two cultures and two languages, that intermediate place, where the two don't perfectly meet, is really interesting. — Sandra Cisneros

Just so you understand; he's using a scene from Buffy to ask me out!!!! — Jenn Cooksey

He kissed her with a new brand of abandon. His touch was smooth and soft and desperate all at once. Her mouth bore down on his as he squeezed her, lifting her on top of him, burying his free hand in her hair. Their limbs overlapped, taut with expectation. Their mouths were hot and tangled. Luce felt dizzy and alive, as if their souls had twined together. It was almost too much to bear. She could never get enough. But she would try. — Lauren Kate

Those of us who do not live forever do not like change perhaps as much as those of you who do. — Cassandra Clare

Waiting on God requires the willingness to bear uncertainty, to carry within oneself the unanswered question, lifting the heart to God about it whenever it intrudes upon one's thoughts. — Elisabeth Elliot

Unable to bear the silence, she looked over her shoulder. Seth was leaning against the door, arms crossed, watching her, an enigmatic smile on his face. The golden glow of the lamplight washed over his face, highlighting his five o'clock shadow. She was suddenly aware that her hair had come loose from her ponytail. That her worn jeans and T-shirt were probably smudged with who-knew-what. This wasn't how she'd imagined looking when Seth kissed her. Why hadn't she done something with herself while he was gone? But judging by the look on his face, he didn't care about any of that. No longer needing the fire's warmth, she moved away, lifting her chin and tossing her ponytail over her shoulder. "What?" "I won," he said quietly. "Won what?" Did he hear the tremor in her voice? His lips twitched. "Our deal . . . sleigh by midnight . . . the kiss . . . Ring any bells? — Denise Hunter