Love can be a terrible curse, Eragon. It can make you overlook even the largest flaws in a person's behavior.
Christopher PaoliniTHE CURSE
May they never
Return home at night...
May you have no part of eventide,
May you have no room of your own,
Nor road, nor return.
May your days be all exactly the same,
Five Fridays in a row,
Always an unlucky Tuesday,
No Sunday,
May you have no more little worries,
Tears or inspiration,
For you yourself are the greatest worry on earth:
Prisoner!
Stichwörter: prison curse malediction prisoner
There are no such things as curses; only people and their decisions
Yvonne WoodStichwörter: life decisions curse
When you curse anything bad,
you just give birth to the new one.
Memory was a curse, yes, he thought, but it was also the greatest gift. Because if you lost memory you lost everything.
Anne RiceStichwörter: memory curse vampires gift remembering anne-rice vampire-chronicles blood-and-gold thorne
The ugly and stupid have the best of it in this world. They can sit at their ease and gape at the play. If they know nothing of victory, they are at least spared the knowledge of defeat. They live as we all should live-- undisturbed, indifferent, and without disquiet. They never bring ruin upon others, nor ever receive it from alien hands. Your rank and wealth, Henry; my brains, such as they are-- my art, whatever it may be worth; Dorian Gray's good looks-- we shall all suffer for what the gods have given us, suffer terribly.
Oscar WildeStichwörter: inspirational intelligence power wealth youth curse oscar-wilde gods brains stupid-people dorian-gray good-looks
You don’t know what a trial it is to be —like me. I've got to keep my face like steel in the street to keep men from winking at me.
F. Scott FitzgeraldStichwörter: beauty trial curse steel pretty-girls rosalind-connage
Holy Hell! That was totally badass
Shannon DelanyStichwörter: curse
I, Rooster John Byron, hereby place a curse
Upon the Kennet and Avon Council,
May they wander the land for ever,
Never sleep twice in the same bed,
Never drink water from the same well,
And never cross the same river twice in a year.
He who steps in my blood, may it stick to them
Like hot oil. May it scorch them for life,
And may the heat dry up their souls,
And may they be filled with the melancholy
Wine won't shift. And all their newborn babies
Be born mangled, with the same marks,
The same wounds of their fathers.
Any uniform which brushes a single leaf of this wood
Is cursed, and he who wears it this St George's Day,
May he not see the next.
Stichwörter: curse malediction british vengeance
This is where we go our seperate ways.
Aware of the almost feel of his hand on my arm when he pulls me back to him and says, "Yes."
I look at him, unsure of what he's saying yes to.
"The questions you asked earlier, about wanting to settle down, start a family, see my family? Yes. Yes to all of it."
I try to swallow but can't, try to speak but the words just won't come.
His hands sliding around me, grasping me to him, he lets go of the vial, allows it to fall, to crash to the ground. The sparkling green liquid seeping out all around as he says, "But mostly yes to you.
Stichwörter: love curse forever everlasting
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