The perpetual hunger to be beautiful and that thirst to be loved which is the real curse of Eve.
There were also other things, but this was a big factor. It's sad, because she [Eve Plumb] was my best friend. We went through a lot together.
You know what, the jacket’s like the car. ” "“Is this a riddle?” " , "“No,” Peabody said as Eve swiped the master. ","“It’s an", "ordinary thing—well, special, but a jacket, right? And the car, it’s ordinary, it even looks it. But both of them have the special inside. Cop special especially, you know? He so gets you. That’s even better than a just-because present. ”", "“You’re right. He does. And it is. ” Inside, Eve paused another moment. “He’s worried about me. ”", [J. D. Robb, Celebrity In Death]
Through a woman [Eve] a curse fell upon the earth; through a woman [Mary] as well there returned to the earth a blessing.
It is better to be alone than unwelcome. - Eve
The first narcotics bust in history is Jehovah busting Adam and Eve for eating of the fruit of the tree of knowledge.
Bite me. " -Lieutenant Eve Dallas, from any of the In Death books.
Promising is the eve of giving.
Eve is a twofold mystery.
Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu, Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion or cultural system. I am not from the East or the West, not out of the ocean or up from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not composed of elements at all. I do not exist, am not an entity in this world or the next, did not descend from Adam or Eve or any origin story. My place is placeless, a trace of the traceless. Neither body or soul. I belong to the beloved, have seen the two worlds as one and that one call to and know, first, last, outer, inner, only that breath breathing human being.
It's hard to say what I meant by "as we know it. " I'm not about to go up on a mountain on new year's eve and wait for the lightening to strike.
Without the definiteness of sculpture and painting, music is, for that very reason, far more suggestive. Like Milton's Eve, an outline, an impulse, is furnished, and the imagination does the rest.
Well we looked at all the people in the Bible and we added 'em up all the way back to Adam and Eve, their ages: 12,000 years.
The proper behavior all through the holiday season is to be drunk. This drunkenness culminates on New Year's Eve, when you get so drunk you kiss the person you're married to.
The pale child, Eve, leading her mother, Night.
My god-life! who can understand eve one little minute of it? 'don't try' he said 'just pretend you understand.
Want me to warm up the sauce?” “Do we do that? I mean, it’s in a jar, right? Can’t you just dump it over the pasta?” “Well, you can, but it tastes better if you warm it up. ” “Oh. ” Eve sighed. “This is complicated. No wonder I never cook.
Perhaps [the critics are right and] the drama is played out now and Jesus is safely dead and buried. Perhaps. It is ironical and entertaining to consider that at least once in the world's history those words might have been said with complete conviction, and that was on the eve of the Resurrection.
O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still; Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill While the jolly hours lead on propitious May.
When our first parents were driven out of Paradise, Adam is believed to have remarked to Eve, "My dear, we live in an age of transition. "