There's nothing that says you can't change. " "Not even if it changes everything else?" I shook my head. "Not even then.
The unutterable violence of the Holocaust shook our confidence in the possibility of telling any story of faith at all.
It shook up Trout to realize that even he could bring evil into the world — in the form of bad ideas.
The martyrs shook the powers of darkness with the irresistible power of weakness.
Grief was like a seizure that shook me like a storm.
Some of the senior people, the very senior astronauts, shook my hand and said, 'K. C. , you did a great job. Don't let anyone tell you different. '
People love what they're used to, I guess. " "No. " You shook your head. "People should love what needs loving. That way they can save it.
Will there be poppy juice in it?" Phresine shook her head. "Good. My wife and I agreed that only my wine was to be poisoned.
But, you know, the Stones were my opening act in the Sixties. I loved those British guys, the way they just stood there and shook their hair.
Then the old man's face hardened. "What about you young man?" he asked flatly. "Would you like to get what you deserve?" Jones let that question hang in the air for a moment, then sighed, shook his head, and said "Me? I surely don't want what I deserve. I'm hoping for mercy, not justice.
And how are you?" said Winnie-the-Pooh. Eeyore shook his head from side to side. "Not very how," he said. "I don't seem to have felt at all how for a long time. " "Dear, dear," said Pooh, "I'm sorry about that. Let's have a look at you.
I turned to Annabeth and shook my head in exasperation. “Always Hercules. What is it with Hercules?” Annabeth shrugged. “He had a great publicist.
You look at 1968 and it was truly the year that shook the world. The world was really completely upside down.
In the press grandstand where I watched Discovery rise against the cloudless sky, the media hit the abort button on cynicism. The Earth shook to the sounds of man, three miles away. The candle lit. . . only someone stripped of awe can leave a launch untouched.
I want you to break the spell. Finish it off. ” "What do you mean?” "The spell you did on me and Dimitri. ” "That spell is done. It burned itself out. ” I shook my head. "No. I keep thinking about him. I keep wanting to…” He smiled knowingly when I didn't finish. "My dear, that was already there, long before I set that up.
The worst thing in the world is having to go back to the dark you shook off.
Shook is the musical universe I created. I come from a classical and jazz background and my father is a jazz pianist, so my world bears largely the marks of this influence. As a sort of gateway, I started composing my own music on the computer at the age of 13. Before Shook, I had not yet discovered the kind of music I wanted to dedicate myself to, so I did a little of everything.
Jenk shook his head as he headed for the rental car counter. He felt his shoulders tightening as he walked away, certain that Izzy wasn't quite ready to be silent or invisible yet. He was halfway there when Izzy shouted, "Jenkins! I wish I could quit yew!" Of course. The obligatory Brokeback Mountain reference. Jenk flipped Zanella a double bird without bothering to look back.
I shook up the world.
My breathing slowed. I shaded her thick chestnut hair resting in a smooth curve against her face, a large bruise blazing across her cheek. I paused, looking over my shoulder to make certain I was alone. I drew her eye makeup, smudged by tears. In her watery eyes I drew the reflection of the commander, standing in front of her, his fist clenched. I continued to sketch, exhaled, and shook out my hands.