Palms Quotes - Page 7

• Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, Be not afraid of my body.

  Walt Whitman

  Hands, Body, Not Afraid

  Walt Whitman, Harold Bloom (2003). “Selected Poems”, p.16, Library of America

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• Hearts, you say? You Humans are always so quick to speak of such things. As though you carry your hearts in the very palms of your hands. But this eye of mine perceives all. There is nothing that it overlooks. If this eye cannot see a thing, then it does not exist. That is the assumption under which I have always fought. What is this "heart"? If I tear open that chest of yours, will I see it there? If I smash open that skull of yours, will I see it there?

  Tite Kubo

  Heart, Eye, Hands

  "Fictional character: Ulquiorra Cifer". "Bleach" manga, Chapter 317, page 20, 2001 - 2016.

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• V rolled the Aquafina bottle between his palms. "How long have you wanted to ask me the question? About the gay thing." "For a while." "Afraid of what I'd say?" "Nope, because it doesn't matter to me one way or the other. I'm tight with you whether you like males or females or both." V looked into his best friend's eyes and realized… yeah, Butch wasn't going to judge him. They were cool no matter what. With a curse, V rubbed the center of his chest and blinked. He never cried but he felt as if he could at this moment.

  J.R. Ward

  Eye, Gay, Judging

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• Diogenes carried a bowl with him for years, but one day saw a man drinking from his cupped palm and declared, ‘I have been a fool, burdened all these years by the weight of a bowl when a perfectly good vessel lay at the end of my wrist.

  Christopher Moore

  Drinking, Men, Perfectly Good

  Christopher Moore (2009). “Lamb: A Novel”, p.193, Hachette UK

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• I flexed my wrist, popped a silver needle into my palm, and offered it to him. 'What's this?' 'A needle.' 'What should I do with it?' He'd walked right into it. Too easy. 'Please use it to pop your head. It's obscuring my view of the room.' - Kate & Saiman

  Ilona Andrews

  Views, Use, Rooms

  Ilona Andrews (2009). “Magic Strikes”, p.57, Penguin

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• Take from my palms, to soothe your heart, a little honey, a little sun, in obedience to Persephone's bees. You can't untie a boat that was never moored, nor hear a shadow in its furs, nor move through thick life without fear. For us, all that's left is kisses tattered as the little bees that die when they leave the hive. Deep in the transparent night they're still humming, at home in the dark wood on the mountain, in the mint and lungwort and the past. But lay to your heart my rough gift, this unlovely dry necklace of dead bees that once made a sun out of honey.

  Osip Mandelstam

  Moving, Home, Heart

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• He has, He reminds us, "graven thee upon the palms of my hands" (1 Nephi 21:16). Considering the incomprehensible cost of the Crucifixion, Christ is not going to turn His back on us now.

  Jeffrey R. Holland

  Hands, Cost, Christ

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• You're a sword not a palm tree

  Brandon Sanderson

  Tree, Palm Trees

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• Lucy swayed in shock. A gust of wind moaned through the conservatory and blew out all but one of her candles. Simon must have done this. He’d destroyed his fairyland conservatory. Why? She sank to her knees, huddled on the cold floor, her one remaining flame cradled in her numb palms. She’d seen how tenderly Simon had cared for his plants. Remembered the look of pride when she’d first discovered the dome and fountain. For him to have smashed all this . . . He must have lost hope. All hope.

  Elizabeth Hoyt

  Pride, Flames, Wind

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• Will’s voice dropped. “Everyone makes mistakes, Jem.” “Yes,” said Jem. “You just make more of them than most people.” “I —” “You hurt everyone,” said Jem. “Everyone whose life you touch.” “Not you,” Will whispered. “I hurt everyone but you. I never meant to hurt you.” Jem put his hands up, pressing his palms against his eyes. “Will —” “You can’t never forgive me,” Will said in disbelief, hearing the panic tinging his own voice. “I’d be —” “Alone?” Jem lowered his hand, but he was smiling now, crookedly. “And whose fault is that?

  Cassandra Clare

  Hurt, Mistake, Eye

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• We stand there, quiet. My questions all seem wrong: How did you get so old? Was it all at once, in a day, or did you peter out bit by bit? When did you stop having parties? Did everyone else get old too, or was it just you? Are other people still here, hiding in the palm trees or holding their breath underwater? When did you last swim your laps? Do your bones hurt? Did you know this was coming and hide that you knew, or did it ambush you from behind?

  Jennifer Egan

  Hurt, Party, People

  Jennifer Egan (2010). “A Visit from the Goon Squad”, p.65, Anchor

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• Sadie, I can't intervene." He turned up his palms in frustration. "I told you when we first met, this isn't an actual physical body." "Shame," I mumbled. "What?" "Nothing. Go on.

  Rick Riordan

  Frustration, Goes On, Body

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• The Lady Amalthea beckoned, and the cat wriggled all over, like a dog, but he would not come near... She was offering her open palm to the crook-eared cat, but he stayed where he was, shivering with the desire to go to her"...[later, Molly asked the cat] "Why were you afraid to let her touch you? I saw you. You were afraid of her." "If she had touched me," he said very softly, "I would have been hers and not my own, not ever again. I wanted her to touch me but I could not let her. No cat will... The price is more than a cat can pay.

  Peter S. Beagle

  Dog, Cat, Offering

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• For all your talk, you don't know the first thing about love." Tears spilled over her lashes and rolled down her cheeks. She slipped the chain that held his Super Bowl ring over her head and pressed it into his palm. "I love you, Bobby Tom, and I'll love you till the day I die. But I've never been for sale. I was a free offering all along.

  Susan Elizabeth Phillips

  Love You, Offering, Tears

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• I stepped closer to him and lowered my voice. 'If you could change one thing, what would it be?' He pulled the sheep pendant from his pocket. A question filled his eyes. I held out my hand. Riley placed it in my palm and I curled my finger around the necklace, pressing the metal into my skin.

  Maria V. Snyder

  Eye, Sheep, Hands

  Maria V. Snyder (2012). “Inside: Inside Out\Outside In”, p.499, Harlequin

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• Gently, I ran my hand across his chest, exploring it. My breath felt tight in my throat. He was so beautiful. His muscles were toned, defined, his skin warm and smooth. Stroking my palm up over the line of his collarbone, I felt the firmness of his shoulder, the strength of his bicep. I traced my fingers over the black AK, following the lines of the letters. Alex hardly moved as I touched him, his eyes never leaving me. Finally I sighed and dropped my hand. I tried to smile. "I've sort of been wanting to do that ever since that first night in the motel room," I admitted.

  L.A. Weatherly

  Beautiful, Eye, Night

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• in the last month or so, i have read the great gatsby and a separate peace. i am starting to see a real trend in the kind of books bill gives me to read. and just like the tape of songs, it is amazing to hold each of them in the palm of my hand. they are all my favorites. all of them.

  Stephen Chbosky

  Song, Real, Book

  Stephen Chbosky (2013). “The Perks of Being a Wallflower YA edition”, p.64, Simon and Schuster

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• Slowly, desolately, the fist of what we'd done unclenched the clawed palm of what we'd become.

  Gregory David Roberts

  Done, Fists

  Gregory David Roberts (2004). “Shantaram: A Novel”, p.798, Macmillan

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• Our Savior kneels down and gazes upon the darkest acts of our lives. But rather than recoil in horror, he reaches out in kindness and says, "I can clean that if you want." And from the basin of his grace, he scoops a palm full of mercy and washes away our sin.

  Max Lucado

  Kindness, Grace, Want

  Max Lucado (2007). “James”, p.36, Thomas Nelson Inc

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• What am I supposed to do with a wool coat? Especially here in Palm Springs?” “Sleep with it,” he suggested. “Think of me.

  Richelle Mead

  Spring, Sleep, Thinking

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• I fall down and my palms split open against the gravel. Injuries on the outside are easy to endure and I get up without hesitation.

  Jessica Sorensen

  Fall, Splits, Down And

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• Kellan’s hand found hers, took it into his strong grasp. “There,” he said, pressing a kiss to the center of her palm. “I’ve got you, Mouse.” “Yes, you do,” she replied.

  Tina St. John

  Strong, Kissing, Hands

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• All through first and second and third hour, Eleanor rubbed her palm. Nothing happened. How could it be possible that there were that many never ending all in one place? And were they always there, or did they just flip on wherever they felt like it? Because, if they were always there, how did she manage to turn doorknobs without fainting? Maybe this was why so many people said it felt better to drive a stick shift.

  Rainbow Rowell

  People, Firsts, Flip

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• His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
  There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
  He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
  To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin'
  What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
  He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
  He's chokin', how, everybody's jokin' now
  The clocks run out, times up, over, blaow!

  Eminem

  Mom, Running, Rap

  "Song: 'Lose Yourself'". 2002.

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• I wonder from these thousand of "me's", which one am I? Listen to my cry, do not drown my voice I am completely filled with the thought of you. Don't lay broken glass on my path I will crush it into dust. I am nothing, just a mirror in the palm of your hand, reflecting your kindness, your sadness, your anger. If you were a blade of grass or a tiny flower I will pitch my tent in your shadow. Only your presence revives my withered heart. You are the candle that lights the whole world and I am an empty vessel for your light. Rumi - "Hidden Music

  Rumi

  Crush, Kindness, Flower

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