Warm Quotes - Page 6

• When the climbers in 1953 planted their flags on the highest mountain, they set them in snow over the skeletons of creatures that had lived in the warm clear ocean that India, moving north, blanked out. Possibly as much as twenty thousand feet below the seafloor, the skeletal remains had turned into rock. This one fact is a treatise in itself on the movements of the surface of the earth. If by some fiat I had to restrict all this writing to one sentence, this is the one I would choose: The summit of Mt. Everest is marine limestone.

  John McPhee

  Ocean, Moving, Writing

  "Basin and Range". Book by John McPhee, 1981; reprinted in his book "Annals of the Former World", 1998.

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• Religion was supposed to be a blanket drawn up to your chin to keep you warm, a promise that when it came to the end, you wouldn't die alone - but it could just as easily leave you shivering out in the cold, if WHAT you believed became more important than the fact THAT you believed.

  Jodi Picoult

  Promise, Important, Facts

  Jodi Picoult (2008). “Change of Heart: A Novel”, p.135, Simon and Schuster

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• I've always wanted to be a cat. Warm and domesticated when you want to be, wild when you don't.

  Jenny Downham

  Life, Cat, Want

  Jenny Downham (2007). “Before I Die”, David Fickling Books

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• Even so, there were times I saw freshness and beauty. I could smell the air, and I really loved rock 'n' roll. Tears were warm, and girls were beautiful, like dreams. I liked movie theaters, the darkness and intimacy, and I liked the deep, sad summer nights.

  Haruki Murakami

  Beautiful, Girl, Summer

  FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Jun 20, 2013

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• Later she sat on the ground in the forest between school and home, and spring was so bright and beautiful, the warm air touched her so tenderly, she could almost feel herself changing into a flower. Her light dress felt like petals. "I love everything," she heard herself say. "So do I," a voice answered. Pearl straightened up and looked around. No one was there.

  William Steig

  Beautiful, Spring, Flower

  William Steig (2013). “The Amazing Bone”, p.10, Macmillan

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• Her heart felt as if it were breaking in her breast, bleeding and bleeding, young and fierce. From grief over the warm and ardent love which she had lost and still secretly mourned; from anguished joy over the pale, luminous love which drew her to the farthest boundaries of life on this earth. Through the great darkness that would come, she saw the gleam of another, gentler sun, and she sensed the fragrance of the herbs in the garden at world's end.

  Sigrid Undset

  Grief, Heart, Garden

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• When she smiles, it feels like the first warm day of March-- after an eternity of snow, when you suddenly remember how summer feels on the backs of your bare calves & in the part of your hair.

  Jodi Picoult

  Summer, Hair, Snow

  Jodi Picoult (2009). “My Sister's Keeper - Movie Tie-In: A Novel”, p.179, Simon and Schuster

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• Days to come stand in front of us like a row of lighted candles— golden, warm, and vivid candles. Days gone by fall behind us, a gloomy line of snuffed-out candles; the nearest are smoking still, cold, melted, and bent. I don’t want to look at them: their shape saddens me, and it saddens me to remember their original light. I look ahead at my lighted candles. I don’t want to turn for fear of seeing, terrified, how quickly that dark line gets longer, how quickly the snuffed-out candles proliferate.

  C.P. Cavafy

  Fall, Dark, Light

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• There's a limit to my patience with anything that smacks of metaphysics. I squirm at the mention of "mind expansion" or "warm healing energy." I don't like drum circles, public nudity or strangers touching my feet.

  Koren Zailckas

  Yoga, Healing, Circles

  Koren Zailckas (2010). “Fury: True Tales of a Good Girl Gone Ballistic”, p.24, Penguin

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• Pressed up against him, I can feel the thud of his heart against mine, his ribcase expanding and contracting rapidly against my chest, the warm whisper of his breath tickling the side of my neck, the brush of his leg against my thigh. Resting my arms on his shoulders, I pull back a little to get a look at his face. But he isn't smiling any more.

  Tabitha Suzuma

  Heart, Looks, Legs

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• Time is rhythm: the insect rhythm of a warm humid night, brain ripple, breathing, the drum in my temple—these are our faithful timekeepers; and reason corrects the feverish beat.

  Vladimir Nabokov

  Night, Breathing, Faithful

  Vladimir Vladimirovich Nabokov (1969). “Ada: or, Ardor, a family chronicle”, McGraw-Hill Companies

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• I think it takes an amazing amount of energy to convince oneself that the Forever Person isn't just around the corner. In the end I believe we never do convince ourselves. I know that I found it increasingly hard to maintain the pose of emotional self-sufficiency lying on my bed and sitting at my desk, watching the gulls cartwheeling in the clouds over the bridges, cradling myself in my own arms, breathing warm chocolate-and-vodka breath on a rose I had found on a street corner, trying to force it to bloom.

  Douglas Coupland

  Lying, Believe, Emotional

  Douglas Coupland (2012). “Life After God”, p.36, Simon and Schuster

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• People parted, years passed, they met again- and the meeting proved no reunion, offered no warm memories, only the acid knowledge that time had passed and things weren't as bright or attractive as they had been.

  Jacqueline Susann

  Memories, Years, People

  Jacqueline Susann (2015). “Valley of the Dolls”, p.388, Tiger LLC

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• This was something sure to be crammed full of warm secrets, like an antique clock built when peace filled the world.

  Haruki Murakami

  Secret, World, Antiques

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• The measuring and mixing always smoothed out her thinking processes - nothing was as calming as creaming butter - and when the kitchen was warm from the oven overheating and the smell of baking chocolate, she took final stock of where she'd been and where she was going. Everything was fine.

  Jennifer Crusie

  Thinking, Smell, Chocolate

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• I touched my lips to hers again, and this time, it was a very different sort of kiss. It was six years’ worth of kissing, her lips coming to life under mine, tasting of orange and of desire. Her fingers ran through my sideburns and into my hair before linking around my neck, alive and cool on my warm skin. I was wild and tame and pulled into shreds and crushed into being all at once. For once in my human life, my mind didn’t wander to compose a song lyric or store the moment for later reflection. For once in my life, I was here and nowhere else. -Sam

  Maggie Stiefvater

  Song, Kissing, Reflection

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• She looked up at him with a smile. The smile broke what was left of his resistance - shattered it. He had let the walls down when he'd thought she was gone, and there was no time to build them back up. Helplessly he pulled her against him. For a moment she clung to him tightly, warm and alive in his arms. Her hair brushed his cheek. The color had come back into the world; he could breathe again, and for that moment he breathed her in - she smelled of salt, blood, tears, and Tessa.

  Cassandra Clare

  Wall, Hair, Blood

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• It's freezing up here. What did you use to keep warm?" "Indignation," said Michelangelo. "Best fuel I know. Never burns out.

  Irving Stone

  Anger, Use, Fuel

  Irving Stone (1981). “Irving Stone, three complete novels”, Random House Value Publishing

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• Slowly his resistance ebbed. She felt the change in his body, the relaxing of tension, his shoulders curving around her as if he could draw her into himself. Murmuring her name, he brought her hand to his face and nuzzled ardently into her palm, his lips brushing the warm circlet of her gold wedding band. “My love is upon you,” he whispered…and she knew then that she had won.

  Lisa Kleypas

  Love Is, Hands, Names

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• I was born to love - but none of you wanted to believe it, and that misunderstanding was crucial in forming my character. It's true that nature was strangely inconsistent in giving me a warm heart, but also a face that was like a stone mask and a tongue that was heavy and slow. She refused me what she bestowed freely on even the most loutish of my fellow men. . . . People judged my inner character by my outer covering, and like a sterile fruit, I withered under the rough husk I couldn't slough off.

  George Sand

  Believe, Heart, Character

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• Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams. I've heard people talk about the sleep of the dead. Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that's what it's like, I wouldn't mind. If that's what dying is like, I wouldn't mind that at all.

  Gayle Forman

  Dream, Sleep, Naps

  Gayle Forman (2009). “If I Stay”, p.86, Penguin

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• ‎Who would die for this chance to be fed this death of pleasure with spoons, in their warm homes, alone, unmoving?

  David Foster Wallace

  Home, Spoons, Chance

  "Infinite Jest". Book by David Foster Wallace, 1996.

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• It does seem to me, that herein we see the rare virtue of a strong individual vitality, and the rare virtue of thick walls, and the rare virtue of interior spaciousness. Oh, man! admire and model thyself after the whale! Do thou, too, remain warm among ice. Do thou, too, live in this world without being of it. Be cool at the equator; keep thy blood fluid at the Pole. Like the great dome of St. Peter's, and like the great whale, retain, O man! in all seasons a temperature of thine own.

  Herman Melville

  Strong, Wall, Men

  Herman Melville (1892). “Moby Dick”, p.292

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• The warmth of his body shouldn’t have felt good. He was angry and every muscle was tense. It was like being leaned on by a very heavy, warm brick. A sexy brick.

  Patricia Briggs

  Sexy, Body, Bricks

  Patricia Briggs (2011). “The Mercy Thompson Collection”, p.824, Penguin

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• Annabelle gave him a chiding smile. “If you’re implying that I’m spoiled, I assure you that I am not.” “You should be.” His warm gaze slid over her pink-tinted face and slender upper body, then sought hers again. There was a note in his voice that gently robbed her of breath. “You could do with a bit of spoiling.

  Lisa Kleypas

  Voice, Body, Faces

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