Enkindled Spirits Quotes & Sayings

We're both drunk,"
"This isn't right," he said.
"I want you."
"I need you to say it," he said.
"I'll say whatever you want."
"Then say that you belong to me. Say that you'll take me back. I won't do this unless we're together."
"We've never really been apart, have we?"
"I need to hear you say it. I need to know you're mine."
"I've been yours since the second we met."
"Say it again,"he said.
"I'm yours," I breathed. Every nerve, inside and out ached for more. "I don't ever want to be apart from you again."
"Promise me,"
"I love you. I'll love you forever. — Jamie McGuire

But how do you protect yourself against an enemy you cannot see? How do you combat a thing that only threatens but never really comes? And so it came to pass in those days of quiet that we ceased to fight an outside foe and began to fight ourselves. — Cameron Dokey

Whatever happened to the good old days when books just got along, cozied up together on bookshelves, hanging out, waiting to be read? — Karen Marie Moning

Gardening is in large measure a phenomenon of attention. — Allen Lacy

My passion for writing cookbooks really came from my love of collecting cookbooks. — Wolfgang Puck

Dad loves cheese. It doesn't agree with his digestive system very well, though. Dad also has the loudest, stinkiest farts in creation. I don't know how he manages to control them at work, or even if he does, but when he'd get home, he'd let them loose. They'd start as he walked up the stairs. Step, fart. Step, fart. Step, fart. I'd be laughing by the time he got to my room, and he'd lean over my bed and kiss me. His breath always smelled like peppermints. When — Sharon M. Draper

Edible. But I still hated the shows and hated myself for hating them. The clubs were smoky, which hurt my eyes and made my clothes stink. The speakers were always turned up so high that the music blared, causing my ears to ring so — Gayle Forman

I want to be calm. — Courteney Cox

Our conviction that we are free to choose what we make of a photograph hides the complicity to which we are recruited in the very act of looking. — Victor Burgin

Chosen motherhood is the real liberation. The choice to have a child makes the whole experience of motherhood different, and the choice to be generative in other ways can at last be made, and is being made by many women now, without guilt. — Betty Friedan