Drusilla Keeble Quotes & Sayings

Today, I refuse to be pinned down to an identity. Right away, I want to betray it. — Erin Moure

There are very few who have heart enough to be really in love without encouragement — Jane Austen

Leslie inhabited a city of spectacular raids and speculative break-ins yet to occur, a world where criminal opportunities were hidden in the very architecture of the metropolis, just a different way of using its streets and buildings. Lines of sight, potential hiding places, how shadows were cast at different times of day, routes into and out of a bank vault, even the specific order of streets that led to and away from a chosen target: these were the landmarks Leslie looked for and noted. He inhabited a parallel New York, a wire diagram of every potential entrance and connection. Leslie — Geoff Manaugh

Oh, my God! Why are you in a towel?" Ayden sprang forward and ripped off his leather jacket. He led us both in an awkward sidestep to my closet. "Take your time. Get clothes on. Lots of them."
He shoved me inside and closed the door. In the pitch, dark I reached for the light switch, but the door opened again. "Sorry." Ayden's hand slid in, groping for the switch, found it, and flipped it on. "Don't come out until ... lots and lots of clothes. — A&E Kirk

And as he went about arranging and as he sat talking there seemed something false about him and out of tune.Watching him unknown she said to herself there was no stability about him. He was when he was in one mood. And now he looked paltry and insignificant. There was nothing stable about him. Her husband had more manly dignity. At any rate he did not waft about with any wind. There was something evanescent about Morel she thought something shifting and false. He would never make sure ground for any woman to stand on. She despised him rather for his shrinking together getting smaller. Her husband at least was manly and when he was beaten gave in. but this other would never own to being beaten. He would shift round and round, get smaller. — D.H. Lawrence

To speak of creativity is to speak of profound intimacy. It is also to speak of our connecting to the Divine in us and of our bringing the Divine back to the community. This is true whether we understand our creativity to be begetting and nourishing our children, making music, doing theater, gardening, writing, teaching, running a business, painting, constructing houses, or sharing the healing arts of medicine and therapy. — Matthew Fox