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Touched Quotes (page 59)

They had an old-fashioned sincerity...that touched Archy in this time when everything good in life was either synthesised in transgenic cyborg vats or shade-grown in small batches by a Buddhist collective of blind ex-Carmelite Wiccans. Michael Chabon
Ray Bradbury quote: "Good writers touch life often."
Good writers touch life often. Ray Bradbury
Grant-"But he barely touched her, only cupping her face as they stood beside the bed. "You're beautiful." His eyes were on hers, intense, searching. "The first time I saw you, you took my breath away. You still do."As moved by the long look and soft words as she had been by the tempestuous kisses, she reached up to take his wrists. "I don't need the words unless you want to give them. I just want to be with you."Whatever I tell you will be the truth, or I won't tell you at all. Nora Roberts
Margaret Atwood quote: "But maybe he was destructive by nature since he messed up..."
But maybe he was destructive by nature since he messed up every girl he touched Margaret Atwood
It used to be thought that the events that changed the world were things like big bombs, maniac politicians, huge earthquakes, or vast population movements, but it has now been realized that this is a very old-fashioned view held by people totally out of touch with modern thought. The things that really change the world, according to Chaos theory, are the tiny things. A butterfly flaps its wings in the Amazonian jungle, and subsequently a storm ravages half of Europe. Neil Gaiman
- What is it about you?” he repeated. “How does touching you calm me down and excite me at the same time? What is it you want from me? You never ask. Sometimes I wonder, is this a trick?” His eyes on hers, he backed her slowly toward the bed. “Just a way to pull me in? But it’s not. You’re not built that way.” - “Why would I want anything I had to trick out of you?” - “You don’t.” He lifted her, held, then laid her on the bed. “So you pull me in. And I end up being the one who’s lost.” She... Nora Roberts
I could not begin to mourn Deborah or my mind would ride off with me. There was nothing so delicate in all the world as one's last touch of control. Norman Mailer
We're all so dreadfully tired of being goddesses. For centuries foolish men have set us up on a pedestal and vowed they were unworthy to touch the hem of our garments. And it is so dull. W. Somerset Maugham
But a note had had been prepared and left for her, written in the very style to touch --a small mixture of reproach with a great deal of kindness Jane Austen
The marvel is that such an idea, the idea of the necessity of God, could enter the head of such a savage beast as man. So holy it is, so touching, so wise and so great a credit is to man. Fyodor Dostoevsky
I don't think you will ever fully understand how you've touched my life and made me who I am. I don't think you could ever know just how truly special you are that even on the darkest nights you are my brightest star Erica Jong
Indifference is the strongest force in the universe. It makes everything it touches meaningless. Love and hate don't stand a chance against it. Joan D. Vinge
Ideals are like stars; you will not succeed in touching them with your hands, but like the sea fearing man on the desert of waters, you choose them as your guides, and following them, you reach your destiny Carl Schurz
Stephenie Meyer quote: "Her name is Wanda, not it. You will not touch her. Any mark..."
Her name is Wanda, not it. You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide. Stephenie Meyer
Who are you in love with?" I said then. For a minute Marco didn't say anything, he simply opened his mouth and breathed out a blue, vaporous ring."Perfect!" he laughed. The ring widened and blurred, ghost-pale on the dark air. Then he said, "I am in love with my cousin."I felt no surprise."Why don't you marry her?"Impossible."Why?"Marco shrugged. "She's my first cousin. She's going to be a nun."Is she beautiful?"There's no one to touch her."Does she know you love her?"Of course."I paused. The... Sylvia Plath

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