Adolfo Cumblidge > Adolfo's Quotes

“She didn’t just feel safe.
She felt chosen.
And for the first time in her life, that felt… right.”
― D.L. Maddox, The Dog Walker: The Prequel

“Murder calls were never welcome, but this one had a small silver lining.it was going to get Merlin out of a sticky predicament.”
― Mark Ellis, Death of an Officer

“Alexandra Malkovic woke out of the nightmare that had bedevilled her sleep for days. She sat up, shivering, her heart thumping. For a few seconds she could not recognise her surroundings, then the outlines of the sparse furnishings of the room solidified in the faint moonlight coming through a gap in the curtains. This was her room in the house they had commandeered in Bihac, the city Tito’s Partisans had captured after a bitter battle a few weeks before Christmas – a battle in which she had played an important part. This was safety, an end to the long weeks on the march, sleeping on the hard ground, alert always to the sound of movement in the surrounding forest and the distant howling of wolves. So why could she not sleep in peace?”
― Holly Green, A Call to Home

“What I have in each moment is enough: breath, life, those I love… At least, most of them.” 
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― Tricia Copeland, To be a Fae Guardian

“Margeaux? Everything okay?”
All I could hear was her crying on the other end.
“Margeaux? Talk to me. What’s going on?”
“It’s…It’s Deloris! Jack, she came down with the virus several days ago. It turned serious very quickly. I called for an ambulance, but they wouldn’t even let me go to the hospital with her.”
― Behcet Kaya, Deception: A Jack Ludefance Novel

“Life is passion. It's fire. Don't let the world extinguish it.”
― J. Rose Black, Chasing Headlines

“Haven't you ever observed how we live in an age of self-persecution? What a lot of things there are one might do that one doesn't - and yet why, God only knows. Work has become so tremendously important to-day, because so many have none, I suppose, that it kills everything else... Work, work, work . . . an abominable obsession - and always under the illusion it will be different later. And it never is different. Queer, isn't it, that anyone should do that with his life?”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Three Comrades

“reconciliation of views”
― James Redfield, The Tenth Insight: Holding the Vision

“Two or more year ago she was out workin' in her rose garden one mornin' - did you know, boy, she's got over sixty different kinds out there? - and she said to me, said, 'Mr. Blakeslee, I wouldn't even mind dyin' if'n I could be buried in a bed of roses.”
― Olive Ann Burns, Cold Sassy Tree

“It’s from a play, Tourneur’s Revenger’s Tragedy. “Hell would look like a lord’s great kitchen without fire in’t.”
― Mary Stewart, This Rough Magic

“استمع إلى صوت الناي كيف يبث آلام الحنين يقول: مُذ قُطعت من الغاب وأنا أحنُ إلى أصلي”
― جلال الدين الرومي

“The hostility of the whites had become so deeply implanted in my mind and feelings that it had lost direct connection with the daily environment in which I lived; and my reactions to this hostility fed upon itself, grew or diminished according to the news that reached me about the whites, according to what I aspired or hoped for. Tension would set in at the mere mention of whites and a vast complex of emotions, involving the whole of my personality, would be aroused. It was as though I was continuously reacting to the threat of some natural force whose hostile behavior could not be predicted. I had never in my life been abused by whites, but I had already become as conditioned to their existence as though I had been the victim of a thousand lynchings. I lived”
― Richard Wright, Black Boy