Scarlet Quotes
It is impossible to believe the emotional and spiritual intensity and pure, classic beauty that can be produced by a man, an animal, and a piece of scarlet serge draped over a stick.
This is the worst problem with living history museums. They always leave the best parts out. Like typhus. And opium. And scarlet letters. Shunning. Witch-burning.
Truly, Autumn is my season,” the scarlet beast chorted. “Spring and Summer and Winter all begin with such late letters! But Autumn and Fall, I have loved best, because they are best to love.
Being from a divorced family almost felt like a scarlet letter at times. And I denied it for a long time.
His pride and her beauty had been in direct conflict, and his pride had remained the conqueror.
She didn't say anything—at least, not with her mouth. Her eyes told me a different story. The only problem was that they each had a thousand tongues talking, each in a language I didn't speak.
Honor, obey?" Gisbourne shouted, grappling with John. "This is what you call being a good wife?"I stopped. "I never said I'd be a good wife, Guy. Just that I'd marry you.
... you know my belief in bald-headed Fortune, with the one solitary hair. Well, I meant to grab that hair...
... the scarlet thread, the red clay from which we were made, runs in tiny streams through all our veins, reminding us of where we began...
Pluck up a spirit, and do not be all the time sighing and murmuring!
As she sustained wound after wound...the fairy should have fallen, but instead, she danced. This was Titania, the Fairy Queen.
My life is nothing more than bad timing separated by unimaginable moments of tragedy. I'd reconciled my pain with the promise of revenge ... until her.
Love makes you stupid. Love makes you weak. Love will kill you all one day, and it’s going to kill you today.
What do you do?" I ask. "I live.""I live" is not an answer, until I think about it. Maybe it's the perfect answer.
How you, a weak boy caught in the middle of a storm, both in reality and metaphorically, would risk your life to save some girl—some girl who tortured you, ignored you, destroyed you.
That boy made me realize, for a while at least, that my parents were wrong, and I didn't have to be like them.
History was my favourite subject at school and in my spare time I read historical novels voraciously from Heidi to the Scarlet Pimpernel and from Georgette Heyer to Agatha Christie.
Winter shook her head, apology swimming in her amber eyes. Scarlet would have wanted to hug her if she hadn’t simultaneously wanted to strangle her.
This is Winter, " said Scarlet. "Princess Winter."Thorne guffawed and pushed a hand into his hair. "Are we running a boardinghouse for misplaced royalty around here, or what?
There is within me a knot of cruelty borne by the stream of love, much as our blood sometimes bears the seed of our destruction ...
She was tired of everyone deciding her life for her. She was ready to figure out who she really was--not what anyone else told her to be.
