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Thought of the way a tree will keep on growing after a fence is wired around its trunk. The unbelievable force of that expansion. And I let her go. — Barbara Kingsolver

Watching her made my heart ache, as if that organ had become linked to her emotional state, rather than targeting its primary task - keeping me alive. — Tammara Webber

The sunlight blinded her. She felt purified by its rays. She had been in the dark for so long, and in so many ways.
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Her despair may have gone, but it had left its heaviness draped over her, thick and bleak. — Laini Taylor

Her restlessness disappeared and in its place stood the best diversion possible - a smoking-hot bad boy. — Terri L. Austin

If there was one thing Brenda Dyerson was good at, she knew it, was cooking up the scraps destiny had laid out on its plates for her. — Tiffany Baker

He pictured her living alone in that tranquil house with its fine old furnishings, tending her flowers and fruit trees. — Julia Glass

She whipped her tentacles away from his fingers decapitating the dead lobster-dog and its body fell from the ceiling fan. — Athena Villaverde

The blossom cannot tell what becomes of its odor, and no person can tell what becomes of his or her influence and example. — Henry Ward Beecher

Brass is polished by ashes; copper is cleaned by tamarind; a woman, by her menses; and a river by its flow. — Chanakya

She took the sea with her
Not beaches but the grey
relentless Irish sea,
its rhythm and the crying gulls. — Caroline Davies

Life owes me a living worth living. Yes, Eden regarded life as her debtor, she its relentless paymaster. — Fannie Hurst

Shame isn't bad, her voice from somewhere else insists. Nor the humility that is its gift. — William Trevor

I couldn't imagine her leaving this world without ripping its fabric. — Zadie Smith

The sea waves stirred before me
they dashed against the rocks
Like a mermaid rising from its depths
curled white sea foam were her locks ... — Giselle V. Steele

My heart forgets to wait and get to know a girl before it starts to claw its way out of my chest to get to her. — Colleen Hoover

History is fond of her grandchildren, for it offers them the marrow of the bones, which the previous generation had hurt its hands in breaking. — Nikolay Chernyshevsky

But 'neath yon crimson tree Lover to listening maid might breathe his flame, Nor mark, within its roseate canopy, Her blush of maiden shame. — William C. Bryant

Michele Bachmann said she wants her three daughters to learn to shoot a gun. Mostly so they can put her campaign out of its misery. — Conan O'Brien

Now speech had left her; fear took its place. — Larry McMurtry

A make-up artist I know polished her Oscar and it lost its lustre. But if you don't polish it, it doesn't tarnish. — Jim Broadbent

I felt her presence, by its spell of might, Stoop o'er me from above; The calm, majestic presence of the Night, As of the one I love. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There was a battered desk with its drawers open and askew, like a lady of the night with her heels kicked off and pantyhose around her ankles. — Jen Frederick

Life has its beauty in its simplicity.
Ugliness raises her head with complexity. — Debasish Mridha

Sacred love is selfless, seeking not its own. The lover serves his beloved and seeks perfect communion of oneness with her. — D.H. Lawrence

Every fiction has its base in fact, he tells her. — Gayle Forman

She goes out at night more often now; the landscape assembles itself about her, she informs it with her presence. She is its significance. — Angela Carter

Something in those jittery black-and-golden scraps recalled her sight's desire. So it always went, with life and its paler imitations. — Richard Powers

The lie had worked so far, but Lacey felt its softness, like a floor of rotten boards beneath her feet. — Justin Cronin

Life has played her like a cat weaving between her legs, pretending to be tame, friendly, before sinking its claws into soft, vulnerable flesh. — Wendy James

Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain. — Henry David Thoreau

She understood that her heart operated on its own instructions, that she had no control over it or, indeed, anything else. — Jeffrey Eugenides

You can't just kill a swan and wrap yourself in its skin, you know. It takes something from you. In her case it took the thing that she wanted most. — Anne Ursu

But it was equally clear to her that this was her fate, that she had called its name and it had come to her, and she could do nothing now but own it. — Robin McKinley

I know every girl has her own form of beauty, its just a matter of discovering it and celebrating it. — Coco Rocha

Mrs. Whittaker's dress was always studiously suited to its occasion; thus, her bearing had always that calm that only the correctly attired may enjoy. — Dorothy Parker

A bad song for a night such as this, mayhap, but her heart went its own way without much interest in what her head thought or wanted; always had. — Stephen King

Everyone tiptoed backward and forward past the door and looked at her sadness like it was an exhibition. A jewel in its case. — Karen Foxlee

Her tongue was a restless, restless river washing words ashore its banks. — Lena Aisha

The function of poetry is religious invocation of the muse; its use is the experience of mixed exaltation and horror that her presence excites. — Robert Graves

She made the decision that her existence had lost its meaning. And you cannot judge that. — Jack Kevorkian

She could not ignore life. She had to live it and it was too brutal, too hostile, for her even to try to gloss over its harshness with a smile — Margaret Mitchell

In her smile, Idris sees how little of the world he has known, even at thirty-five years of age, its savageness, its cruelty, its boundless brutality. — Khaled Hosseini

Nd love is not swayed by opinions; love accepts its companion unconditionally and allows each to grow in his or her own way — Paulo Coelho

Its deadpan and her sarcasm sailed straight on past each other, strangers passing on a dark road in the night. — Nicole Kornher-Stace

I stole her heart away and put ice in its place. — Charles Dickens

Just Cavalli for Her is a flowery and sexy fragrance. I like its freshness and feminine scent. — Georgia May Jagger

Her family half carried Terri Weedon back down the royal blue carpet, and the congregation averted its eyes. — J.K. Rowling

I miss her. I miss her as I'd miss my sight if I were suddenly blind. I miss her as a tree must miss its wealth of leaves come midwinter. — Carrie Anne Noble

The woman who purposely destroys her unborn child is guilty of murder. With us there is no nice enquiry as to its being formed or unformed. — Saint Basil

She was unequal to anyone's wistfulness. She had made too little of her life. Its loneliness shamed her like a crime. — Lorrie Moore

Soon her ice dragon would come for her, and she would ride on its back to the land of always-winter — George R R Martin

When you marry a woman out of pity, then its a pity that you'll send her away very soon. — Michael Bassey Johnson

Miss Kwan said, putting her voice into its "kindly" mode, which was only slightly less scary than full-on shouting. — Patrick Ness

When she learned how much God loved her, how much he valued her, the soul-corroding shame lost its power. — Jo Ann Fore

She was trying to pull it up to stick it through his throat, but he had her wrist, kept the blade down and his face turned away from its questing edge — Joe Hill

Now I just think about who else is kissing her. I can't breathe because he only kisses her once. He doesn't care if its perfect. — Neil Hilborn

It seemed to her that almost everything she possessed had its roots sunk in that dark soil and was deriving its nourishment from it. — Haruki Murakami

Each artist or writer who works in Venice comes to believe that the city yields its most special secret to him or her alone. — Erica Jong

If a woman has a good ass the rest of her wil be nicely configured too, except for maybe the face. The face is always on its own. — James Carlos Blake

With her death Egypt became a Roman province. It would not recover its autonomy until the twentieth century. — Stacy Schiff

She nodded again, and took a deep breath. A small tear managed to find its way through the swelling and dropped onto her left cheek. He — John Grisham

Elide did not give her fear another heartbeat to whisper its poison into her blood. — Sarah J. Maas

She's my best friend." My muse, my brush, my artistry, my heart. All of its dead without her. "I love her. — A.G. Howard

Love accepts its companion unconditionally and allow each to grow in his or her own way. — Paulo Coelho

Let her out!" I screamed at the tree. I beat on its trunk with my muddy fists. "Let her out, or I'll bring you down! Fulmia!" I cried out in rage ... — Naomi Novik

His fiddle weeps, she thought, yet it wooed her with its sweetness, warm as a lover's touch. — Laura Frantz

I love you as big as the ocean and all its fishes. As big as the sky and all its birds. As big as the earth and all her trees. — Susan Abulhawa

She must protect herself. There would be no one to do it for her. A plan started to prick up its ears inside her, slowly, but getting stronger. — Catherynne M Valente

Again rejoicing Nature sees
Her robe assume its vernal hues
Her leafy locks wave in the breeze,
All freshly steep'd in the morning dews. — Robert Burns

Her body encouraged his to release its potent payload sooner rather than later. — Ellen Graves

We are not just visitors on this planet, it belongs to us just as we belong to her, its past is ours, so is its future. — Amin Maalouf

The restoration of spinning to its central place in India's peaceful campaign for deliverance from the imperial yoke gives her women a special status. — Mahatma Gandhi

I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words so damning and brilliant. — Markus Zusak

Her skin is pale as watermelon sucked free of its juices. — Jaclyn Moriarty

She closed her eyes, listening to the sound of his heartbeat. She always found its rhythm comforting. — Sylvain Reynard

Until someone recognizes his or her Reason Why, the problem will recur, or another will sprout up in its place. — Brownell Landrum

This is not her story. But it is the story of that terrible, stupid catastrophe and some of its consequences. — Douglas Adams

Once there was a girl named Riley, the story began. Her heart was a secret garden, its stone walls cracked and weathered. And it was hungry. p160 — Scott Westerfeld

What he felt, though, was the echo of her flesh, and the reverberations of their farewell, with all its doubts and pleasures. — Diana Gabaldon

She knows her place in this world. She can tear down its walls, and still nobody knows her name. - Naomi — Tara Kelly

Marrying a woman for her beauty makes no more sense than eating a bird for its singing. But it's a common mistake nonetheless. — Charles Frazier

She wanted to be acknowledged, her predicament given its value. — Doris Lessing

And I didn't mean to shut her out, but sometimes I did it anyway. I liked having power. Power is its own kind of magic. — Adele Griffin

The dress must not hang on the body but follow its lines. When a woman smiles the dress must smile with her. — Madeleine Vionnet

Her hands were empty now, as empty as her heart, which itself was a coconut shell with its meat scooped out. — Thrity Umrigar

A prison does not only lock its inmates inside, it keeps all others out. Her strongest prison is of her own construction. — Margaret Atwood

The moon always calmed her - something about the way its soft glow broke through, like there was still hope, even surrounded by the darkness. — Cindi Madsen

She had violated one of the basic tenets of any competent cook: she had purchased a turkey without comparing its size to the size of her oven. — Anna Quindlen

There was a red snake of blood symbolizing her life, and its end. — Viveca Benoir

I will always return to him. I can deny it all I like," I told her in a whisper, "but when someone holds your heart, its impossible to stay away. — A.C. Gaughen

The voice was crippled, but it dragged its way towards her. — Markus Zusak

Quin's own whipsword was in her hand in its whip form. With a crack, she flicked it out, and it solidified into a long sword. — Anonymous

Felisin ducked as something winged past her, leaving in its wake a musty, dead smell. — Steven Erikson

The less her life resembled that sweetest of dreams, the more sensitive she was to its magic. — Milan Kundera

Life made its pattern around and beneath and through her. — Monica Ali

Nature was indeed at her artistic best when she created the nutmeg, a delight to the eye in all its avatars, from the completely garbed to nudity. — Waverley Root

Lightening struck leaving its effects to course through her veins fusing him into the essence of her life force. — Truth Devour

Every writer hopes his or her book will be its own thing. — Elizabeth Kostova

Shoved him backwards out of her lab, pulling its door closed behind them. — Karen Miller