Druids Quotes

Look, I don't know what you are, but you're more than a geologist, if you are one at all. I've met lots of geologists on different projects like this, and they're all tiny sunburned men with fetishes for geodes. They wear floppy hats and carry baggies for soil samples around with them. ... And geologists don't make rocks disappear like you did the other night. They keep them and build little shrines to them.

~ Kevin Hearne

The black of the ocean waves was the color of the sorrow in my breast, a sorrow that was never far away and always visible.

~ Barbara T. Cerny

God himself had sent me away. I was truly now among the damned.

~ Barbara T. Cerny

I was once a man, not a great man, not a saintly man, but a good man, and a man nonetheless.

~ Barbara T. Cerny

I did not choose to be a monster—a shell of a man—half-human, half-fiend. I am a tiefling. I am what I am.

~ Barbara T. Cerny

My life was going exactly where I wanted it to until the Devil showed up.

~ Barbara T. Cerny

Iona stared at me for a long time. “You are going to leave me a widow before I have a chance to become a bride.

~ Barbara T. Cerny

Then it kissed me—not as a man would kiss a lover, not with tenderness or even passion. This was a kiss that stole the soul of men. Revulsion at this creature’s kiss was instantly replaced by the warmth stealing through my veins, as if my missing blood were being replenished and contrived to heal me. I craved to keep kissing the beast. My entire being awakened to that kiss feeding me ecstasy, feeding me life.

~ Barbara T. Cerny

You can't mean to dance with the lass; she's great with child!Killian smiled broadly at this. Aye, well, I do indeed intend to dance with her and, aye, I'm aware she carries a child! He leaned closer to the woman and whispered as he spoke the next bit, I'm the man who planted the seed!Och! The woman's ruddy colored cheeks darkened further and she huffed aloud, her continued disapproval evident, so Killian baited her and pushed the issue further still.And were all your six daughters a product of immaculate conception, then, Maire, or were they created in the usual way?

~ Leigh Ann Edwards

No more shall the birds or the beasts seek to harm me,From the power that has held them, they will henceforth be set freeAnd should another such attempt dare come to beThe doer of the spell shall be so cursed ten-fold, plus three!

~ Leigh Ann Edwards

I’m not really sure why Ziggy puts up with me.I’m broken. Mostly because of the broken woman who spawned me. I swear, adults should have to get a license to make a kid. Prove they’ve got their shit together before they bring a child into the world. My mom tried, I think. She thought she could piece herself into something resembling a mother by dropping the drugs and dropping the need to feed her overblown selfish streak. But she failed.

~ Rachel A. Marks

Warm lips met her shoulder where he placed a light kiss. Doona be afraid of me. I'll always protect you. Kinsey moved back against him, allowing her shoulder to rub against his bare chest. Heat radiated from him, cocooning her in everything Ryder.

~ Donna Grant

...I'm hanging onto my sanity by a thread. I'll have you up against this tree and be inside you in about one second.

~ Zoe Forward

He roughly grated out, Don't run from me. Not now. This is for both of us. He held her thighs apart to force her to continue to accept the powerful thrusts. Changing his angle ever so slightly, he hit that one location that turned her world into a starry night. Her body shattered. Muscles ripples, gripped, and clamped down.

~ Zoe Forward

I'm not like Wolverine, but I can heal fast.

~ Zoe Forward

That's the Wildcat I remember.

~ Zoe Forward

His was the gaze of a high-end predator, throwing it's prey a seductive look, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

~ Zoe Forward

Why should I trust you? Her eyes narrowed. All I really know about you is that you're not loyal to your girlfriends, you treat one-night stands like crap, and apparently you've made quite a name for yourself not only in the business world, but also in the bedroom since we last met.

~ Zoe Forward

She blinked against the sting of tears. Fury curled in her stomach. She narrowed her eyes, and slapped him. She gritted out May you never find satisfaction with another woman.

~ Zoe Forward

I have a simple philosophy: Fill what's empty. Empty what's full. Scratch where it itches. by Alice Roosevelt Longworth

~ Claudy Conn

Druids were supposed to be forces of preservation, not destruction, and I could not dance around the fact that my stupid pride had turned me into a misbegotten cockwaffle.

~ Kevin Hearne

As all material creation consists of out-births of things spiritual, the spiritual world being the world of causes, and the natural world that of effects, and as effects are the repositories of their causes, the natural world is the reflection of the spiritual. For this reason, from the beginning of things, the sun has stood out as a pre-eminent symbol of the things of God. Of all inanimate things it bears the closest correspondence to the Supreme Being, for what it is in the natural world the Supreme Being is in the Spiritual. Its central fire is the correspondence of the essence of the Divine Nature--DIVINE LOVE; its heat the correspondence of the heat flowing from Divine Love, which is Divine Goodness and all that that comprises; its light the correspondence of Divine Truth which is the light proceeding from Divine Wisdom; and the union of heat and light in its central essence forever symbolizes the union of the Divine Love and Wisdom resulting from that of the Divine Will and Understanding.God is the SUN from whose heat and light--His Love and Wisdom--proceed all that is spiritual, and through the spiritual, by the medium of the natural sun, all that is natural. The sun is supreme in all natural things, and its operations run through all in its own world, but the Divine SUN from which it derives its origin is supreme in all and operates through all, above and below. And as the natural sun is everywhere present in its own realm, and all things derive their life and grow in more or less perfect measure according to their forms and distances, so is the Supreme One omnipresent, filling both the spiritual and the natural world.

~ John Daniel

I doona need my future read. I know it involves you, and that's enough for me.

~ Donna Grant

Not once in her life had Darcy wanted to thumb her nose at danger and rip the clothes off a man, but she was contemplating that very thing.

~ Donna Grant

The Dragon King's gaze turned to her. Darcy watched him standing in the glow of the streetlight, completely mesmerized by the dragon tat that ran from the King's right shoulder, under his armpit, and down his side to the top of his right thigh. The dragon's head was at the front of the man's shoulder and had his mouth open as if on a roar. He was rearing with his wings up and out. It was his long tail that stopped at the King's thigh. The King glistened with sweat that made his muscles gleam in the light. Darcy had the absurd notion to run her hands all over his body, learning the feel of his hard muscles and warm skin.

~ Donna Grant

How long has it been since you and your King were together? he asked. Rhi looked away, the tears returning again. A very long time, but not so long that I don't remember the taste of his kiss or the way he would look at me and smile. You'll never move on unless you let go. What you need is another lover. She cut him a look. Are you applying for the position? Would you take me?

~ Donna Grant

Darcy was floating, soaring. Warrick's kiss was sensual, carnal. It aroused her, inflamed her. His touch was just as wickedly delightful. His hands stroked her back, her butt, holding her tight, as if he couldn't fathom releasing her. She never wanted the kiss to end. It was too good, too ... perfect.

~ Donna Grant

It was once said that to hide something from prying eyes you must place it where people can see it.

~ Micheal Rivers

Diversity of opinion in religious belief and its mode is not incompatible with equal possession of the essentials of pure faith, nor at variance with the divine purpose. If an analogy exists between the growth we observe in the vegetable kingdom and that of the intellectual, we should expect to find the same variety in the expression of human belief that we seek in the development of tree and flower. Every tree is not an oak, nor every flower a rose, but each tree and flower is the expression in form and colour of its own inner life. In the same manner the mind was intended to be free to develop according to its own light, and any attempt to coerce it into a defined groove is an interference with the natural order of things. To condemn those who in matters of religion do not conform to our standards is, therefore, as unreasonable as to find fault with an oak tree because it is not an elm.

~ John Daniel