Nocturne In C Quotes & Sayings

I'm the American Winston Churchill. — Michael Moriarty

God steps into the suffering with us, and He takes it on himself, and He walks through it with us, and He uses it to create something in you that is unstoppable. — Kirk Cameron

Art does not imitate nature, but founds itself on the study of nature, takes from nature the selections which best accord with its own intention, and then bestows on them that which nature does not possess, viz: The mind and soul of man. — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton

I've never taken myself too seriously. — Omar Epps

The same spirit runs through everything I do. — Rei Kawakubo

Her hands flew off the keyboard - she crouched as though she had been shot, saw yellow spots and then experienced a peaceful wave of oneness in which she entered pure communion. She was locked into the music, held there safely, entirely understood. Such was her innocence that she didn't know she was experiencing a sexual climax, but believed rather that what she felt was the natural outcome of this particular nocturne played to the utmost of her skills - and so it came to be. Chopin's spirit became her lover. His flats caressed her. His whole notes sank through her body like clear pebbles. His atmospheric trills were the flicker of a tongue. His pauses before the downward sweep of notes nearly drove her insane. The — Louise Erdrich

The season was waning fast
Our nights were growing cold at last
I took her to bed with silk and song,
'Lay still, my love, I won't be long;
I must prepare my body for passion.'
'O, your body you give, but all else you ration.'
'It is because of these dreams of a sylvan scene:
A bleeding nymph to leave me serene ...
I have dreams of a trembling wench.'
'You have dreams,' she said, 'that cannot be quenched.'
'Our passion,' said I, 'should never be feared;
As our longing for love can never be cured.
Our want is our way and our way is our will,
We have the love, my love, that no one can kill.'
'If night is your love, then in dreams you'll fulfill ...
This love, our love, that no one can kill.'
Yet want is my way, and my way is my will,
Thus I killed my love with a sleeping pill. — Roman Payne

When it comes to cross-generational relationships within the church, I often remind both singles and marrieds that marriage begins with two single people. Hey, we're important! And whether singles eventually move toward marriage or stay single for life, we're still family. What's more, we need families. If we don't have our own, we may need to adopt yours. Will you let us? — Lisa Anderson

Can I ask you something, honestly?"
"Of course," he said, but he sounded hesitant.
"Do you think it would be better for me to go with the Vittra?" I asked. His eyes widened,and I hurried on before he could answer. "I'm not asking if it's best for me,and I want you to put your feelings aside,whatever those may be. Would it be in the best interest of the Trylle,of all the people living here in Forening,if I went with the Vittra?"
"The fact that you are willing to sacrifice yourself for the people is exactly why they need you here." His eyes stared deeply into mine. "You need to be here. We all need you. — Amanda Hocking

We quenched the bulging flame, amongst
the ashes embers of fire remain — Mie Hansson

We lay side by side on the extension roof, hands behind our heads, elbows just touching. My head was still spinning a little, not unpleasantly, from the dancing and the wine. The breeze was warm across my face, and even through the city lights I could see constellations: the Big Dipper, Orion's Belt. The pine tree at the bottom of the garden rustled like the sea, ceaselessly. For a moment I felt as if the universe had turned upside down and we were falling softly into an enormous black bowl of stars and nocturne, and I knew, beyond any doubt, that everything was going to be all right. — Tana French

But there was escape, too, even in those days, for there was Whistler living in the grey mists with a faded orange moon. The nocturne transformed itself into dreamy rooms with Chopin's music creating a mood that softened the hard core of self. — Mark Tobey

I took her to bed with silk and song
'Lay still, my love, I won't be long,
I must prepare my body for passion.'
'O, your body you give, but all else you ration ... — Roman Payne

Drugs and oils work in opposite ways. Drugs toxify. Oils detoxify. Drugs clog and confuse receptor sites. Oils clean receptor sites. Drugs depress the immune system. Oils strengthen the immune system. Antibiotics attack bacteria indiscriminately, killing both the good and the bad. Oils attack only the harmful bacteria, allowing our body's friendly flora to flourish." David Stewart, Ph.D., R.A., The Chemistry of Essential Oils, 2005 — Jen O'Sullivan

Nocturne

Midnight. The moon
has set, and the Pleiades.
The hours pass
and pass, yet still I lie alone.

Sappho — Sherod Santos

Good my lord, be cured
Of this diseased opinion, and betimes.
For 'tis most dangerous. — William Shakespeare

Listening, you reflect that you are probably the worst person on the planet. But this is not exactly news. — Rebecca Stead

The power of elegy, even in the face of an unbounded grief, to provide a containing form is vividly embodied by Anne Carson's 'Nox,' a nocturne with carefully controlled visual and tactile properties. — Susan Stewart