Historical Quotes
It was easy to imagine the beginning of time here, but also, perhaps, its end.
We can best honor our dead by livin' well. Moving' forward dusna mean y love them any less. It just means ye're still alive.
Maybe, now and then, we have to give up a portion of our kingdoms--the things we hold dearest--to find what it is God wants for us.
Naomi knew she should pray... Instead, she put her face in her hands and wept with all the force of a bursting dam.
Historical materialism has every reason to distinguish itself sharply from bourgeois habits of thought. Its founding concept is not progress but actualization.
I don’t like coming over here at night, the girl said. The bayou is scary in the dark, all manner of things running wild out there.
Sir Mark Turner, " he said. "I speak with the tongues of a thousand angels. Butterflies follow me wherever I go. Birds sing when I take a breath.
If it’s only a kiss you want, I can kiss you with my clothes on.” Katie O'Reilly to Captain Lord Blackthorn in "Titanic Rhasody.
It's the kind of storm that only happens on the highveld, the thunder loud and rapid. Zanele doesn't speak. I need her to. Maybe she is counting the people who have died since we first met.
Who can stop influenza and tuberculosis? The wealth of high society cannot buy off this evil, for their bored children die alongside everyone else.
I will not stand by and let any man believe his death is an act of one of the gods. They don't deserve the credit. This is just nature, a side effect of mortality - H
To those of you who have lost your way, may my story serve as a reminder that life is a journey. The lessons we learn along the way are not for our sake alone. We are obligated to share them
Why, on to the castle, to kill the royal family, and claim the throne that isn't mine by right!
If I die, " he whispered in the dark, "dinna follow me. The bairns will need ye. Stay for them. I can wait.
You are not The Giver of My Heart’s Desire.” I took a deep breath and smiled. “You are my heart’s desire.
I wondered what he would have thought if he'd known that I'd gleaned most of my information from reading historical romance novels.
He'd missed matching wits with her. "Shall we duel with our lips?" "You may find yourself eating grass for breakfast.
Although most advice should be distrusted, particularly when it comes from myself . . . keep an open mind, Miss Hathaway. One should never look a rich husband in the mouth." - St. Vincent
I'm not going to accept your challenge. There will be no duel.""Why not? Because I'm a woman?""No, because I've seen the way you spinsters handle a pistol. You'd shoot me dead where I stood.
From my friend, Brig. General Ezell Ware, Jr., CA Nat'l Guard, Dec.Keep on going till you get there, then keep going.
Ruth wiped her eyes. Successful at a price? Forgiven but damaged? She wished so much more for her baby sister.
Because I can only love you entirely. With everything I am, and everything I ever will be. Body, mind, heart, soul.” - Victor Bramwell, Earl of Rycliff.
When she shines we all bask in her happiness, but when the thunderstorms come in, let me warn you, find a faraway hiding hole." Dorothy Broadbelt, lady in waiting to Queen Elizabeth 1.
To those who have fought for it, freedom has a flavor that the protected will never know.
Ye’re wet, ” he groaned. “I’m underwater.” “I ken that, bonny. But this dampness has nothing to do with that.
Experience should have taught ye by now that denying me what I want only makes me more relentless.
Perhaps we can start counting those kisses once more. I think you owe me a few.
My blood runs cold. Her savage stare and bloodied hands leave no doubts in my mind as she glares up at us from across the battlefield. This must be the fabled Queen of the Picts.
This blood feud is a bit too Shakespearean, if ye want the truth. I’m no Montague, and ye’re no Capulet.
It occurred to Gavin that the first thought a groom had upon spying his bride shouldn’t be to wonder whether or not she wore knickers.
Ah, cariad, finally I have you to myself, with a bed behind me, and what do I do?
Knowing this was the same man from last night now clad again in his hunky knightly armor was a strange aphrodisiac. Yeah, a hot look, no denying.
The ruddy chieftain snorted. “You’ve not noticed? I reckon he’s as smitten as a bull in a paddock of heifers in spring.
She moved her hips, his manhood sliding between her wet thighs, rekindling the hot craving at her very core. “How can I bring you pleasure?
Geordie stepped forward and took her hand. “I hope you’re not tired, because I intend to keep you on my arm until the music stops.
She wished him at her side this very moment. If only to turn it all to rights by doing his very best to turn it all to ruin.