Coppery Taste Quotes & Sayings

She could taste the terror she'd felt when she'd first seen the Ravener. The taste was sharp and coppery on her tongue like old pennies. — Cassandra Clare

I just learnt that I don't have to love it to know what I'm doing. It requires practice not passion. — O.E. Boroni

The words 'forse che si,' 'forse che no', 'perhaps yes,' 'perhaps no,' repeat along all paths. — Frances Mayes

The past you lost is just like a dream. As you woke up new life
starts. So, your actual birthday will be your death day. — A.G Sorachi

I control the conditions so my testers become my testees. — Derren Brown

Is this not enough?
This blessed sip of life
Is it not enough?
Staring down at the ground
Then complain and pray for more from above
Greedy little pig — Dave Matthews

It is wonderful what God can do with a broken heart, if He gets all the pieces. — Samuel Chadwick

The storm was borne on greenish winds. It began as a coppery taste in the back of one's mouth, a metallic ache that amplified as the clouds darkened and advanced, and when it struck, it was with the flat hand of a senseless fury. — Eleanor Catton

Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds ... true love? — Bram Stoker

The images start to darken and she feels another hunger well up in her, this one having to do with another kind of desire. The desire to feed, to possess, and the aggressive thrill of a predator capturing and killing its prey as it tears into unspoiled flesh. Its teeth ripping and rending and the satisfying coppery taste of blood. There is the ultimate moment of surrender of drinking away the life essence. The pinnacle of lust which mounts in the very last breath, when the light drains from the victim's eyes and when the soul fades ... Then there is only a triumphant cry to the moonlight and the beckoning depths of the ever waiting water. — Melissa St. Hilaire

Say, heavenly pow'rs, where shall we find such love? Which of ye will be mortal to redeem Man's mortal crime, and just th' unjust to save. — John Milton

When she made her way to the big picture window that framed the dining room table she froze. She stopped breathing. The anger was growing again.
It grew up into her throat, where she could taste it, coppery like blood, in the back of her mouth. It grew down into her stomach, where it knotted her intestines. It made her arms stiffen and her shoulders lock. It pushed against her ribs until she felt they would snap like sticks. — Ann Brashares

Bullshit is unavoidable whenever circumstance require someone to talk without knowing what he is talking about. — Harry G. Frankfurt

Avery," Kane began, but Avery wasn't interested in listening to anything else his husband had to say on the matter. He grabbed Kane's face between his palms and silenced him with a demanding kiss. Kane responded immediately, melting against him and returning the kiss with such ferocity that he swore he tasted the coppery tang of blood on his tongue. Kane had always been responsive to his advances and that always turned him on, but just knowing Kane still craved his touch after all these years made his dick twitch and swell painfully against the binding material of his trousers. Avery broke from the sweet taste of Kane's mouth long enough to draw the shirt up over Kane's head and toss it to the floor. — Kindle Alexander