Fuirichidh Quotes & Sayings

I'm not questioning *my* sexuality as much as I'm questioning the strict definitions and boxes of all *sexualities* and why we care so much about other people's intimate business. — A.S. King

There is so much in this world to love ... You can only really appreciate it in its entirety when you fully understand why you love it, when you unlock and translate its secrets for what they are, and grip them so close to your soul it hurts. — August Clearwing

A man's fate is his own temper. — Benjamin Disraeli

A mother's voice is like no other. We recognize every lilt and whisper, every warble or shriek. — Mitch Albom

My mother plants her hands on her hips, peevish. "Is that the best welcome you can come up with? Why don't you come over here and give your father a hug?" Hug him? Touch him? How can she even suggest it? — Laura Wiess

What's considered ideal in Hollywood is completely different than anywhere else in the world. I don't think you can aspire to it, nor can I. Everybody is retouched, stretched, lengthened, slimmed and trimmed. I could look at a picture of myself from the past and think, 'Why don't I look like that now?' It's because I never have! — Kate Beckinsale

I asked, "You mean, you might as well spend your life going upward, through the happy places, since heaven and hell - the destinations - are the same thing anyway?"
"Same - same," he said. "Same in end, so better to be happy on journey."
I said, "So, if heaven is love, then hell is ... "
"Love, too," he said. — Elizabeth Gilbert

For it is a dreadful truth that the state of (as you say) 'having to depend solely on God' is what we all dread most. — C.S. Lewis

The poetry I grew up on is really an intense form of poetry; it's so pure and powerful. — K'naan

He took her hand in his, caressed her palm with his finger."Duin an doras," he whispered hoarsely, feverishly."Fuirichidh mise."
Close the door. I'll stay.
Ellie flushed dark, her lashes fluttered shut. "I ... I don't know what you say," she murmured.
Liam dropped her hand, gently laid his at the base of her bare neck. Her skin was soft and warm against his callused palm, and he whispered in her ear,"I know." He moved his head; his lips whisked across hers, shimmering like a whisper of silk.
He breathed her in once more, made himself remove his hand from her heated flesh. — Julia London

I say something, and then it usually happens. Maybe not on schedule, but it usually happens. — Elon Musk

If I could say this I wouldn't have to paint. — Pablo Picasso