Creativity and ideas fired between every synapse underneath my skin and I felt radiant from the inside out.
Belinda JeffreyTags: creativity ideas skin radiant
Het vel van de sardines is zo mooi, het is mooier dan het vel van de mens, maar hij moet toegeven dat hij nog nooit heeft gezien hoe menselijk vel eruitziet als je het bakt in een pan.
Arnon GrunbergAs if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. (...) You don't pick out the rain that soaks you to the skin when you come out of a concert.
Julio CortázarTags: love choice rain bones skin soaked
I have a message for your daughter,” said Cale. “I am bound to her with cables that not even God can break. One day, if there is a soft breeze on her cheek, it may be my breath; one night, if the cool wind plays with her hair, it may be my shadow passing by.”
And with this terrible threat he faced forward and the procession started once more. In less than a minute they were gone. In her shady room Arbell Swan-Neck stood white and cold as alabaster.
Tags: pain love god soul night breath touch quote play shadow hair threat tomas paul skin cold cool message soft left hand terrible break frase breeze warm bound cheek swan cale hoffman arbell neck alabaster cables
...You won't age? I promise you this - your hands will go shiny and transparent and at the slightest bruise they'll bleed...
John GeddesTags: age hands skin shiny bruise transparent
It is not your beautiful face or soft skin that kills me; it is your simplicity and being you.
M.F. MoonzajerTags: smile simplicity kill beautiful face skin soft
Sometimes I wanted to peel away all of my skin and find a different me underneath.
Francesca Lia BlockTattoos, after all, are a passionate, usually doomed assertion of mastery of your own destiny, or at least a defiant embrace of one that you cannot control.
Mark SimpsonTags: destiny tattoos defiance skin
We forget how truly fragile we are.
Skin. We do so much to it. Burn it. Tattoo it. Rub chemical into its surface. Sometimes we scrape it, pierce it, poke holes through its softness.
Skin holds us together. IT keeps the blood inside. Without it, we die.
This is my skin. This is not your skin, yet you are still under it.
Iain S. ThomasTags: love intimacy skin i-wrote-this-for-you
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