Leah Clearwater Quotes

This is making me sick, Jacob. Can you imagine what this feels like to me? I don't even like Bella Swan. And you've got me grieving over this leech-lover like I'm in love with her, too. Can you see where that might be a little confusing? I dreamed about kissing her last night! What the hell am I supposed to do with that? ~ Stephenie Meyer

Whenever you're done reading the chapter," he held uo his hands like take your time, "we'll start the concert." With a quick flip of my wrist I gave him the middle finger. He threw his head back and laughed.
I looked up at Hawkins, who locked eyes with mine as he sang, "Love in an elevator, lovin' it up, til I hit the ground. ~ Leah Spiegel

Solidarity is what the State fears. -- Leah-Lynn Plante ~ Leah-Lynn Plante

But Gale? Gale is a warrior. He's a rebel. He's a badass. He's a knight. ~ Leah Wilson

I felt the breath of God go cold on my skin. ~ Leah Price

Mommy, I know you're done with psychology" - ironically she confused the word "Scientology" with "psychology" - "in here," she said, pointing to my head. "But you have to be over psychology in here." And then she touched my heart with her finger. ~ Leah Remini

The thing is, you make choices. You do some things and you don't do others and in the end there's not much point in asking what different choices might have gained you, and lost you, unless you have a time machine. You become those choices, you embody them ...
I'd known I couldn't stay, just as I'd known years before I couldn't be with him, even as I'd gone on pretending I had a choice. I was who I was, and I wanted what I already had. ~ Leah Stewart

I love men who know when to put their foot down and when not to. ~ Leah Remini

I applaud my mother now for getting me through that time and making me believe in myself. ~ Leah Remini

I taught Leah how to tell where we were in the Campo by using her sense of smell. The south side was glazed with the smell of slain fish and no amount of water or broom-work could ever eliminate the tincture of ammonia scenting that part of the piazza. The fish had written their names in those stones. But so had the young lambs and the coffee beans and torn arugula and the glistening tiers of citrus and the bread baking that produced a golden brown perfume from the great ovens. I whispered to Leah that a sense of smell was better than a yearbook for imprinting the delicate graffiti of time in the memory. ~ Pat Conroy

I have been too fond of stories. ~ Leah Hager Cohen

There's a simple elegance in the silent space between Leah and me. ~ Dave Cenker

It's the fear that kills us, Leah," Jende said. "Sometimes it happens and it's not even as bad as the fear. That is what I have learned in this life. It is the fear. ~ Imbolo Mbue

Every so often they exchanged these quick, knowing glances, each making sure the other one was still there, still with her. I wondered how long their friendship would last, and I felt sorry for them, because they didn't know it wouldn't. ~ Leah Stewart

A self without a shelf remains cryptic; a home without books naked. ~ Leah Price

The brain is an incredible multitasker. At the same time that it's piercing itself with superheated needles of anguish, it's ruthlessly making plans, contingencies, plotting out a future, giving zero fucks whether it'll ever see it. On the day I die, it'll be calculating what to have for dinner as it bombards itself with pain signals from my amputated legs or my clocked-out heart. ~ Leah Raeder

High school marching band was its own little microcosm of the world. More a study in sociology than in woodwinds and brass: There were the band geeks, pimply and a tad too greasy, making out with one another every chance they got. There were the no-nonsense go-getters, eager to fill a line on their college applications, marching without rhythm or passion. There was the percussion section, hipsters-to-be whose arms would be full of tattoos in a few years' time. And there were the tuba players, chunky and asexual, as if they were slowly morphing into their instrument of choice. ~ Leah Konen

I don't even dislike Abby. It's just that my brain doesn't work right around her. ~ Becky Albertalli

But most of all books (I say again and again) are like the Thirty-Mile Woman from Toni Morrison's Beloved: 'She is a friend of my mind. She gather me, man. The pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order.' ~ Junot Diaz, author of the Pulitzer Prize novel The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao. ~ Leah Price

I was so tired but I wouldn't let my eyes close because I was afraid he wouldn't be there when I woke up, that I just dreamed him. ~ Leah Clifford

You look good, Clearwater. Been working out?' Danie teased.
'He does, doesn't he?'Janelle agreed. 'This will totally work.'
James' eyes darted back and forth between the girls, his head spinning. 'Wait, what will work? ~ Brandi Salazar

I've never thought of myself as a female engineer or founder or a woman in tech. I just think of myself as someone who's passionate. ~ Leah Busque

I know that there's a customary cliche about librarians being what crass people might call "hard-asses". ~ Leah Thomas

father and there wouldn't be a thing you could do about it." Anetta felt her stomach flutter at the closeness of him. His arm around her waist was like steel and all she could think of was heat. It radiated from him like the hot Texas sun outside. She gazed up into his stormy eyes and watched ~ Cia Leah

Belief and faith are great, but very few people have been led astray by thinking for themselves. ~ Leah Remini

Yeah, I hook up with older guys. And then I leave them, before they can leave me. ~ Leah Raeder

That's just how it is, you know," she said. "Women always choose men over other women. ~ Leah Stewart

His thought processes imploded when she grabbed his ass, her nails digging in a way that set his body on fire. He loved the way her breath was hot on his cheek, the way her eyes had gone unfocused and fluttered closed, her lashes resting softly on her cheeks. She was here and for tonight, this weekend, she was his. ~ Leah Braemel

Leah moaned. Not in pain, but in a "oooh, someone's getting fucked soon and I hope it's me" way. ~ Tymber Dalton

Corporate efficiency has led to a nasty trend of filtering resumes for keywords. This might save time, but it ensures that many of the best candidates will never make it to the interview. ~ Leah Busque

Sometimes boys grew up to be women. And girls grew up to be men. ~ Leah Raeder

How the fuck did you get into some crazy shit like this? ~ Leah Remini

If you think you can stand looking and not touching for eight months, you're welcome to try."
"Try' being the operative word," he said, sighing. "No, I can't. And I don't want to try. ~ Leah Raeder

People cheat when they are afraid. When there is no cost to being wrong or confessing ignorance, there is no reason to cheat or fake comprehension. ~ Leah Hager Cohen

Food and shelter are very nice, but without stories to hear and tell, we might as well be the walking dead. ~ Leah Hager Cohen

And now I believe I shall put my head on you," he announced. "The room has started to spin, and it's been a very long time since I've laid my head in a woman's lap."
Leah ceased laughing as he twisted and began to lie back. "No, my lord." His shoulders landed on her outstretched arms. "Sebastian! Let me up."
He groaned as she struggled against him. "I was beginning to wonder if you remembered my name. Please, be quiet. Just a moment." Reaching behind his head, he caught her hand and moved it to his mouth, where he pressed a kiss against her bare skin. "Only a moment, until the world turns itself aright again. ~ Ashley March

He crooked a finger beneath her chin and lifted until she met his gaze. Her skin was just as soft as he remembered, and her lips just as full. Only the distress in her eyes was new. At least that was something he could fix ~ Leah Braemel

I respect people who get nerdy as fuck about something they love ~ Leah Raeder

There exists a microscopic breed of brain beetle, commonly known as an 'idea'. An idea desires only one thing: To catch the perfect brain wave. ~ Leah Broadby

To me, one quality of disability justice culture is that it is simultaneously beautiful and practical. Poetry and dance are as valuable as a blog post about access hacks - because they're equally important and interdependent. ~ Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha