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Dharmasastra Quotes By Savannah Stuart

What are you doing?" she whispered.
He wasn't sure why she was whispering, but he kept his voice just as low. "I want to taste you. — Savannah Stuart

Dharmasastra Quotes By Leonard Sax

When Aaron came home from the tryout, why didn't he take up the coach's challenge to return, to try harder? When Julia discovered that she wasn't as smart as she thought, why did she collapse? The answer in both cases is that these kids are fragile. It doesn't take much for them to give up and retreat, as Aaron did, or to fall apart, as Julia did. Fragility has become a characteristic of American children and teenagers to an extent unknown 25 years ago. That — Leonard Sax

Dharmasastra Quotes By Howie Mandel

We were a very small circle of writers. Everybody brought to the table their own life experience. — Howie Mandel

Dharmasastra Quotes By Patrick Phillips

By the end of October, the night riders had forced out all but a handful of the 1,098 members of the African American community - who left in their wake abandoned homes and schools, stores and livestock, and harvest-ready crops standing in the fields. Overnight, their churches stood empty, the rooms where they used to sing 'River of Jordan' and 'Go Down Moses' now suddenly, eerily quiet. — Patrick Phillips

Dharmasastra Quotes By Dylan Penn

I like doing the editorial stuff because it's nice to do something that's more me. But modeling for brands and the things to make money ... I guess I don't really like being the mannequin. It's a very strange concept. — Dylan Penn

Dharmasastra Quotes By Everett Ruess

...while I am alive, I intend to live. — Everett Ruess

Dharmasastra Quotes By William Carlos Williams

Your thighs are appletrees
whose blossoms touch the sky.
Which sky? The sky
where Watteau hung a lady's
slipper. Your knees
are a southern breeze--or
a gust of snow. Agh! what
sort of man was Fragonard?
--as if that answered
anything. Ah, yes--below
the knees, since the tune
drops that way, it is
one of those white summer days,
the tall grass of your ankles
flickers upon the shore--
Which shore?--
the sand clings to my lips--
Which shore?
Agh, petals maybe. How
should I know?
Which shore? Which shore?
I said petals from an appletree. — William Carlos Williams