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It's you," she murmured, staring at his eyes, a fine, dove gray.
He smiled. "Of course, it's me. Let's get you back to your boat. — Cheryl Sterling

Here and throughout the Gospels, Jesus does not simply cite Scripture as though it were a self-evident, self-interpreting source of authority. He rereads it, drawing out new, often highly provocative meanings, "fulfilling" it in a way that gives it new form for a new day. What would Jesus do? Reread. The Bible tells me so. — Timothy Beal

Is it just possible,' he sighed, 'that the most vigorous and obldest idealists have been the worst enemies of human progress instead of its greatest creators? — Sinclair Lewis

I heard the click of a shutter followed by Max's deep voice. "The way you seem nervous makes me think you don't know that I'm in love with you. — Christina Lauren

(to Foaly) Captain Short's life is in danger, so push the button before I climb that tower and push it with your face! — Eoin Colfer

He's good, all right," Mom said. "But I guess there's something else. About being sure. Sure about anything. Right comes with right timing. — Deb Caletti

No matter how good you are, there's a lot of luck involved. — Reggie Miller

For too long, information, opportunities, and resources have been constraints, they need to be the bridges. — Sharad Vivek Sagar

Part of the joy of looking at art is getting in sync in some ways with the decision-making process that the artist used and the record that's embedded in the work. — Chuck Close

Reason lost the battle, and all I could do was surrender and accept I was in love. — Paulo Coelho

It is precisely for the reason that Truth is utterly simple, basic, elementary and totally obvious, that it is completely overlooked. — Ramesh S Balsekar

Engaged in a fiery dance, their bodies were linked and seperated by the flashing blades. At times they nearly touched, taut skin only a hair's breadth away, but then momentum would whirl them apart, and they would withdraw for a second, only to join again. Their sinuous forms wove together like twisting ropes of windblown smoke. — Christopher Paolini