Myladydanes Quotes & Sayings

If you're trying to connect to people with music - it's more of an outward process and a lot of times musicians can be very inward. — Dave Grohl

Every new event - everything I did for the rest of my life - would only separate us more and more: days she was no longer a part of, an ever-growing distance between us. Every single day for the rest of my life, she would only be further away. — Donna Tartt

All Day I Hear the Noise of Waters
All day I hear the noise of waters
Making moan,
Sad as the sea-bird is when, going
Forth alone,
He hears the winds cry to the water's
Monotone.
The grey winds, the cold winds are blowing
Where I go.
I hear the noise of many waters
Far below.
All day, all night, I hear them flowing
To and fro. — James Joyce

Bedding her could be anything from tenderness to riot, but to take her when she was a bit the worse for drink was always a particular delight.
Intoxicated, she took less care for him than usual; abandoned and oblivious to all but her own pleasure, she would rake him, bite him - and beg him to serve her so, as well.
He loved the feeling of power in it, the tantalizing choice between joining her at once in animal lust, or of holding himself-for a time- in check, so as to drive her at his whim. — Diana Gabaldon

Nay, he needs a woman, not a girl. And Laoghaire will be a girl when she's fifty. — Diana Gabaldon

A tiger would birth a baby llama sooner than Rose would be barefoot in a dirty club. — Krista Ritchie

If faith is being sure of what we hope for, then being unsure of what we hope for is the antithesis of faith, isn't it? — Mark Batterson

My own mother, who's always dazzled by my faculty and answering questions in the literature a category on Jeopardy whenever we watch it together, keeps urging me to try to get on the show to make all those years spent reading finally pay off. Leave me alone I'm reading — Maureen Corrigan

You can't lose yourself, neither in woman nor humanity nor in God. You've always got yourself on your hands in the end: and a very raw and jaded and humiliated and nervous-neurasthenic self it is, too, in the end. — D.H. Lawrence

If I didn't want to destroy Stacks before, then I did now. I hated him for what he did and how he treated me. — Lucinda John