Dove Quotes

“Sean reaches between us and slides a thin bracelet of red ribbons over my free hand. Lifting my arm, he presses his lips against the inside of my wrist. I'm utterly still; I feel my pulse tap several times against his lips, and then he releases my hand.
"For luck," he says. He takes Dove's lead from me.
"Sean," I say, and he turns. I take his chin and kiss his lips, hard. I'm reminded, all of a sudden, of that first day on the beach, when I pulled his head from the water.
"For luck," I say to his startled face.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races

“How I wish I was like the water,
Flowing so freely with every drop
Let my every emotion wonder,
No need to start, nor even stop
How I wish I was like the fire,
Burning with every flame up
Leaving a trace of hot desire
As a Phoenix raises its' wings up
How I wish I was like the earth,
Raising each flower from the ground
Seeing the beauty of death and birth
And then returning to the ground
How I wish I was like the wind,
Hearing each whisper, sound and thought
A lonesome and wandering little wind,
Shattering all that has been sought
Oh, how I wish I was where you are,
Not separated by empty space, so far
It seems like we're galaxies apart,
But we find hope within our heart
And how I wish I was all of the above,
So I can come below and yet forget,
The beauty of angels which come down like a dove
And demons who love with no regret.”
― Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache

“Only in the first hour of the night can I become human, while the male dove is busy with the twelve dead.'

--Black Book 2”
― Carl Gustav Jung

“Killing in the name of religion defines someone who is ignorant and actually void of religion. God does not condone terror. To kill innocent people to make a political statement is like shooting a dove to say hunting is wrong.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“A dove struggling in a storm grows stronger than an eagle soaring in sunshine.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo

“Wolves and Doves mate for life. I hope in the next life I am one of the two.”
― Amanda Mosher, Better to be able to love than to be loveable

“He apologized profusely. “I knew that frog position was too freaky. I’m sorry.”
“It’s not that, Johnson. Did you notice that like every third thrust I was like a virgin? That was my asshole.” Dove put a hand on his shoulder.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“Dove held out a hand to Johnson, and he took it—not because they were fleeing a fire and not because she was holding a million dollars. He took her hand to wrap his fingers around hers.

His long, long fingers.

Her knees went a little watery. Johnson placed a hand on her lower back to steady her. Her ass went a little watery. The trip up her stairs took longer than Ulysses on his epic journey. Johnson took the keys from her hand and opened her door.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“Greet each man with peace, and leave each man with love. Ask yourself - One more enemy, or one more dove?”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“PEACE OF MAN

Greet each man with words of love
And peace,
And a dove will be placed
On an olive tree.
Leave a man with feelings
Of betrayal
Or envy,
And a dove gets shot
Off the olive tree.
Greet each man with peace,
And leave each man with love.
Ask yourself -
One more enemy,
Or one more dove?
Always choose love.
It's time for everybody to
Speak love.
Let's fill the trees with doves,
And spread the leaves of love.
So,
Always add
And never subtract
Another peace of man
From the olive tree.

PEACE OF MAN by Suzy Kassem”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“In the glass, Constance saw not herself but a resonant symbol of who she might be. Indeed, of who she authentically was, if only she allowed herself. I am the dove, she thought, holding all the converging lines of my strength and possibility. I am the light for my children, as they are the light for me. I am the one beckoning to the one in myself yearning to be free.”
― Diane C. McPhail, The Seamstress of New Orleans

“Kisses that danced with smiles tasted amazing.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“Dove still couldn’t trust herself to speak without blubbering. But she could kiss. Not Lotsa, not a dressed-up weirdo. Just Dove. She pulled her hand from its sweet prison and touched his face. She leaned in to kiss him, and instead of worrying about which way her nose was pointing, if her armpits were sweating, or if there was a funky taste in her mouth left over from dinner, she thought about lips and touch and kissing. When Johnson moaned, Dove felt so powerful she could have head-butted a dinosaur to death.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“Dove ripped her panties off her body like the Hulk and threw them in the corner.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“We are single doves
Wingless messengers of peace
Sent without a script”
― Nanette L. Avery

“He shrugged and laughed a little. “It was a stupid idea. Who takes a girl to a funeral as their first date?”

Dove fought through her gown so she could find his hand and hold it. She wanted to lick it, too, but restrained herself. “You do. It would be my honor to go to this old fart’s funeral with you. Except pretend I said that like a person with a heart.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“Me, too.” Dove looked at him and smiled.

Johnson missed his mouth when he went for a sip of wine, so Dove passed him her napkin. He began to blush, stammering, “Sorry, your smile made me forget where my intake orifice was.”

All my orifices know where you are—especially the ones that grow hair.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“Your nipples are like Novocain.”

“You’re at a distinct advantage because I have no idea what controlled substance your nipples are like.” He ran his tongue across his top teeth.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“Johnson seemed to have a playbook memorized. He mumbled things like, “Pleasure, apply pressure, female gratification.” And bent her legs to accomplish some pretty spectacular sexual Twister poses. One in particular had Dove ratcheted up like a street dancer with twenty years’ experience.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire Down Below

“She could sit around listening to her heart breaking, or she could go watch a grown man piss himself.

“How crossed are her eyes?” Dove asked.

Duke gave her the shit-eating grin of victory. “So fucking crossed that she can see herself change her mind.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire in the Hole

“A put together Johnson made her vagina purr. Sloppy Johnson made it roar.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire in the Hole

“Seriously, she’d been tricked into bringing him toilet paper on the crapper too many times not to know he was a little shortsighted.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire in the Hole

“Johnson leaned down and added his lips to her hopeful little pile of human tissue and transformed her mouth into a moaning, begging megaphone for her vagina.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire in the Hole

“You want to see what this is like? Then please don’t use your imagination. Use experience.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire in the Hole

“I want to knit each of your sperm a little jacket so they never get cold. I need a repeat of our night together. I want you to check out my prescriptions to make sure there are no conflicts. You. I want you.” Dove lifted her hand very slowly to Johnson’s face. It seemed sexy and sweet, but really she just wanted to make sure she didn’t poke him in the goddamned eye.

Johnson looked as if she’d spoken a hundred languages at once. But then his expression transformed. She could tell he understood that she wanted to be with him all the time.

“Dove, me? Really? Duke’s got the hugest arms.” Johnson held open his arms for her.

Dove jumped into them and snuggled the love of her life—and vagina—so hard he gasped. “Yes, but you have the longest fingers.”

Johnson pressed her back against the half-wall and braced his arms on either side of her waist. Dove gasped as the thrill of being so close to the edge of the roof ran through her. He ignored the drop and watched her eyes.

“May I kiss you, Dove Glitch?” His lips were inches from hers.

“Anytime you want.” She waited as he brought to her lips the kiss that ended her story as an unlovable outcast and started a new one as a lovable outcast.”
― Debra Anastasia, Fire in the Hole

“We forgot about the lotion. We needed to put on the lotion!” He looked panicked. “The quick-drying plaster was a poor choice.”

Dove hunch-walked over to Duke, and he pulled on her boob bowls as she tried yanking on his crotch one.

“Oh my God, we’re going to have to go to the ER or the hardware store to get this stuff drilled off us.”
― Debra Anastasia

“It's OK to be anti-war.'
However, it's not OK to be completely delusional and detached from reality.”
― A.E. Samaan

“I am the autonomous of God Almighty. Overseer to all nations and continents, speaking the will and purpose of God Almighty for a people, a country and a world, in the powerful power of the Holy Spirit of a Sovereign God. I am global Stellah Mupanduki of Jesus Christ, for the salvation, stability and peace of all nations, in the Word of God, for justice and peace...Ndiri weMusiki. Vessel of God’s Glory and Honour.”
― Stellah Mupanduki, Four In One Healing Books: Joyful wells Of Salvation

“Geppetto remembered then that she had asked for a figurine. "What shall I carve you?"
Chiara thought for a moment. "A dove," she said finally. "It's what my mamma and papa used to call me when I was little---because I'd bring peace between Ily and Nico." The nickname made her smile. "And it's my favorite bird.”
― Elizabeth Lim, When You Wish Upon a Star

“The dove she and her sister had enchanted to life suddenly soared back into the room and perched on her shoulder. Chiara marveled at it, both joy and sadness heavy in her chest. The dove stroked her hand with a comforting wing, and Chiara touched it gently. She knew she ought to turn it back into a wooden figurine as before---those were the rules, after all. But she couldn't, not without Ily's help. And truthfully, she wasn't sure if she wanted to.”
― Elizabeth Lim, When You Wish Upon a Star