I get so breathless, when you call my name,
I've often wondered, do you feel the same?
There's a chemistry, energy, a synchronicity
When we're all alone.
Tag: love chemistry breathless
Being afraid is the worst sin there is.
Jean-Paul BelmondoTag: fear sin breathless
But they can't know how the dark space inside me is growing. I lie to them. I can't get out of the dark hole. 'Peace is here' it whispers.
Lurlene McDanielTag: peace darkness breathless
She averted her eyes from his naked chest and reached up to close her window. He lifted his arms, curling his hands around the sash of his own window. Between his upraised arms, he stared at her, and his smile widened. "What's wrong, Lily? Are you shutting your window because you're afraid I'll breathe the same air you do?"
She met his gaze across the short distance that separated them. "I didn't know leeches could breathe." He didn't get angry at the insult. Instead, he laughed. "You're a worthy opponent. I don't think I've ever met a woman with a quicker wit than you. If you'd been a man, there's no telling what you might have accomplished."
"If I'd been a man, I'd have called you out in the fine old Southern tradition five years ago and shot you. That would have been a fine accomplishment." She slammed the window shut and closed the curtains. Daniel was right, of course. Within minutes, the room became suffocatingly hot.
She desperately wanted to open the window again, but she didn't want to give him any victory, no matter how small. So, she waited in the dark as her bedroom became an oven, listening to the clock on her dressing table tick away the minutes. When the clock chimed the quarter hour twice, she got out of bed and walked to the window. He was sure to be asleep by now. She slipped the curtains open, and as quietly as possible, she raised the sash.
"Told you so," a sleepy male voice murmured.
Lord, she hated him.
Tag: lily daniel breathless laura-lee-guhrke
What is your greatest ambition in life?'
'To become immortal... and then die.
Tag: breathless
When we talked, I talked about me, you talked about you, when we should have talked about each other.
Jean-Luc GodardTag: breathless failure-to-communicate
Patricia: Do you know William Faulkner?
Michel: No. Who's he? Have you slept with him?
Tag: breathless maleness
Man's conscious state is an awareness of body and breath. His subconscious state, active in sleep, is associated with his mental, and temporary, separation from body and breath. His superconscious state is a freedom from the delusion that "existence" depends on body and breath. God lives without breath; the soul made in his image becomes conscious of itself, for the first time, only during the breathless state.
Paramahansa YoganandaTag: soul sleep breathless
Words are dead, until action brings them life.
Anthony LiccioneTag: dead cold still breathless frozen asleep stationary immobile paralyzed static defunct lifeless stock-still transfixed unmoving words-without-action
Words are just words. The evidence is in how you act, how you react.
Maya BanksTag: words fever breathless
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