Your Home Aura Quotes & Sayings

My hair is God's aura. Everything went up when I got home from the penitentiary. One night I went to lie down next to my wife, and my hair started popping and uncurling all on its own - ping, ping, ping, ping! I knew that it was God telling me to stay on the righteous path so he could one day pull me up to be there with him. — Don King

Sitcoms are making a comeback, but you've got to have a little quirkiness in there now. — Jackee Harry

Some goodness in this world is understood by the presence of the opposite. One will value light in the middle of darkness, and appreciate clemency by encountering savagery. Likewise, a meeting is properly indulged after having known the devastating account of goodbye. — Aishah Madadiy

stinging with the onset of her tears. She could feel her anger rising, a tingle of electricity ran down her spine, raising the hair on her arms. Balthazar felt the sudden shift in the girl's aura. The tangy smell of raw power filled his nose. He could sense Alexandra's anger, but something else about her was different. Something deep within her had fundamentally changed. "Let me go home, now," Alex said, wiping the trail of tears from her cheek with the back of her hand. "You going home was never part of the plan," Balthazar said, "and now that I see how valuable you truly are, I can never let you go." "That's not fair," she screamed, — Raquel Dove

Really? So you brought home a vampire? Cool. (Starla)
I'm not a vampire. (Talon)
'Not exactly,' he said earlier. What's not exactly a vampire? (Sunshine)
A werewolf. With his aura, it makes sense. Wow, Sunny, you found yourself a werewolf. (Starla)
I'm not a werewolf. (Talon)
What a pity. You know, when you live in New Orleans, you expect to meet the undead or damned at least once in a while. (She looked back to Sunshine.) You think we should move? Maybe if we lived over by Anne Rice we might catch sight of a vampire or werewolf. (Starla)
I'd be happy to see a zombie. (Sunshine)
Oh, yeah. You know, your dad said he saw one out on the bayou right before we got married. (Starla)
That was probably the peyote, Mom. (Sunshine)
Oh. Good point. (Starla) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

Hierarchy means very little to me. Let's put together in meetings the people who can help solve a problem, regardless of position. — Carol S. Dweck

Ideology has shaped the very sofa on which I sit. — Mason Cooley

It's going to be like an ... aura, I guess."
He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow. "Explain?"
"Like even though there are outside forces pushing through the walls, in here it's like a bubble of goodness. Like coming home."
I could feel him smiling and it encouraged me to elaborate. "When I think of how others would see it, I imagine them seeing a force of goodness overshadowing a force of evil, protecting it. — Jessica Shirvington

In regard of the rich grace and wisdom of his love toward his people; for who sees not, but that it is a curse to be unready as these foolish virgins, who were therefore shut out. — Thomas Shepard

So, leave the cynics be. Out-cynic them. Step into that elsewhere. Believe that your story is bigger than yourself. In — Colum McCann

I turned off the projector and Alex mumbled something in her sleep and turned over. I said, "Everything is fine, I'm going home now," and said it just so I could say I'd said it in case she was upset later that I'd left without telling her. I thought about kissing her on the forehead but rejected the idea immediately; whatever physical intimacy had opened up between us had dissolved with the storm; even that relatively avuncular gesture would be strange for both of us now. More than that: it was as though the physical intimacy with Alex, just like the sociability with strangers or the aura around objects, wasn't just over, but retrospectively erased. Because those moments had been enabled by a future that had never arrived, they could not be remembered from this future that, at and as the present, had obtained; they'd faded from the photograph. — Ben Lerner

Back up. What questions? (Amun)
Everything you asked me and more. (Haidee)
Such as? (Amun)
A blush stained her cheeks.
Like was I going to have telepathic sex with you at the dinner table. Did I know how to cook something other than a PB and J. Was I ok with naked Thursdays. — Gena Showalter

If I manage to write something that I consider good and valuable in a particular place, that spot automatically has a special aura for me. In Albania, there are two cities where I have written the majority of my work: Gjirokaster, my home city, and Tirana. — Ismail Kadare

To array a man's will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine. — Henry Ward Beecher