Glenice Grace Quotes & Sayings

You may not have noticed, but I'm not what you'd call conventionally beautiful. In fact, you might say that I'm the opposite of that. Say, you know - to vocalize, sometimes ad nauseam? Do you think that there's any minute in any day when I'm not aware of how big I am? Do you think there's a single minute that goes by when I'm not thinking about how other people see me? Even though I have no control whatsoever over that? Don't get me wrong - I love my body. But I'm not so much of an idiot to think that everybody else loves it. What really gets to me- what really bothers me - is that it's all people see. — David Levithan

He raised his hand, hesitant, conflict raging in his eyes, and then swiftly brushed the length of my cheekbone with his fingertips. His skin was as icy as ever, but the trail his fingers left on my skin was alarmingly warm - like I'd been burned, but didn't feel the pain of it yet. — Stephenie Meyer

The park achieved a kind of reality. Like these virtual reality games the children are playing with. I told them we were doing this 40 years ago! Disneyland is virtual reality. — John Hench

Original art emanates in the mind ... and lessons society's confusion from self indulgence, avarice and greed to trust, hope and love. — Louis Faurer

She had the experience to suffer with discretion. — John Le Carre

Americans spend much of their adult lives paying taxes in various forms. We should end this practice of paying a tax that is triggered only by debt. — Jennifer Dunn

But there's another reason you can't go. You still haven't told me about your trip to Tennessee." A sudden spark seemed to light his keen eyes. "I wanted to tell you, but you didn't come, even when I gave you back your bed." She looked up, full of wonder. "You wanted me to come upstairs?" "You know I wouldn't hurt you ... dishonor you." "I - I know you wouldn't ... but ... being alone with you ... like that ... " She faltered and looked away, a furious blush staining her face. "It's not the proper way," he finished for her. She merely nodded, trying to start sewing again, but instead making a knot of her thread. He said quietly, "Sometimes I think you're still afraid of me." She looked up at him again and wished she hadn't. His eyes held hers with a startling intensity, as if daring her to deny it. She got up abruptly, nearly spilling her sewing onto the floor. "I made some broth," she said. "You'll need to regain your strength. And I'll have to see to your shoulder. — Laura Frantz

it is hard not to count the hours
i have left with you.

it is hard to be here now--
knowing everything between us
will come to an end. — AVA.

He followed the lines of her face and arms. Livia bit the inside of her cheek as he outlined her breasts. He knelt in front of her and traced her legs in the air.
Livia held her breath. Will he stay? Can he stay? Please stay.
On his knees, Blake kept his eyes on hers as he slowly pulled off his glove, finger by finger, until the sun shone on his bare hand.
She saw the panic run through his eyes and lips. Livia broke her silence and grabbed his uncovered hand. "I don't believe your skin is glass, but I believe in you."
Blake took another breath and squeezed her hand. He smiled as he looked at their hands in sunlight together. He released her to take off his second glove and stood up. He grabbed both her hands, and they were joined. — Debra Anastasia