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Mary Stewart - The Moon-Spinners (1962)
You might, in a simpler world, have said it was magic. There was the illuminated rock of the sea-bed, every pebble clear, a living surface shifting with shadows as the ripples of the upper sea passed over it. Sea-weeds, scarlet and green and cinnamon, moved and swayed in drowsy patterns so beautiful that they drugged the eye. A school of small fish, torpedo-shaped, and barred like zebras, hung motionless, then turned as one, and flashed out of sight... There were shells everywhere.

Sue Townsend - The Tap by Adrian Mole
The tap drips and keeps me awake, In the morning there will be a lake. For the want of a washer the carpet will spoil, Then for another my father will toil. My father could snuff it while he is at work. Dad, fit a washer, don't be a burk!

Christopher Eiben - It Pays to Be Paranoid
Just because someone confides in you doesn't mean you must confide in him or her. A confidence is a gift, and a gift confers no rights. Similarly, gifts should not be bestowed on just anyone. - Never say or write anything in anger. Always wait until you cool off before responding. A letter written or words said in anger often puts a weapon in the hands of an enemy. - Avoid all avoidable trouble. - Always be prepared to defend yourself against unavoidable trouble.

ColieMacKenzie - Suffusion (excerpt 2)
His warmth surrounds her, seeping not just from his body but from the strength of his heart and suddenly she feels safe, encircled, infused by his calm conviction, his unerring belief in her that calms the blurred worry of her mind. She smiles longingly. "And what's the next step?" "Mmmm..." He grazes his teeth over the skin of her shoulder, leaving her shivering with a fresh bout of need. "You could let me kiss you."

ColieMacKenzie - Suffusion (excerpt 2)
His warmth surrounds her, seeping not just from his body but from the strength of his heart and suddenly she feels safe, encircled, infused by his calm conviction, his unerring belief in her that calms the blurred worry of her mind. She smiles longingly. "And what's the next step?" "Mmmm..." He grazes his teeth over the skin of her shoulder, leaving her shivering with a fresh bout of need. "You could let me kiss you."

ColieMacKenzie - Suffusion (excerpt 1)
It's the middle of the night and her eyes are widened in the darkness of the room, her body tense, poised for something she isn't sure she's ready for but yelling for release, jittery with the ache of pure want. She closes her eyes, tries to breathe, tries to think, figure out what to do yet she feels incapable of moving out of his grasp, too stunned by the feel of his body half draped over hers, one leg drawn up and hooked high over her hip, his hand cradled over the curve of her breast.

Alexis Castle (Castle TV series) - Graduation Speech
There's a universal truth that we have to face, whether we want to or not. Everything eventually ends. Today is one of those days for us. Today we say goodbye to everything that was familiar. Everything that was comfortable. We're moving on. But just because we're leaving, and that hurts, there are some people who are so much a part of us they'll be with us no matter what. They are our solid ground. Our North Star. And the small clear voices in our hearts that will be with us. Always.

Virginia Woolf - Mrs Dalloway
In people's eyes, in the swing, tramp, and trudge; in the bellow and the uproar; the carriages, motor cars, omnibuses, vans, sandwich men shuffling and swinging; brass bands; barrel organs; in the triumph and the jingle and the strange high singing of some aeroplane overhead was what she loved; life; London; this moment of June.

Kristián - V Orient baru
Byla tropická noc. Palmy šuměly, moře zpívalo svou ukolébávající píseň, cikády toužily po svém bledém milenci měsíci a noc voněla skořicí a kávou. Nad tím vším vznášel se tichý nápěv mosleminovy písně ze vzdáleného minaretu...