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Smouldering Sayings By Virginia Alison: A time when sky blue love bids farewell to the day and before dusk falls, A time when sky blue love bids farewell to the day and before dusk falls, the sunset ignites the smouldering embers of the moonlit soul... — Virginia Alison
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Smouldering Sayings By Gautama Buddha: An evil deed, like fresh milk, does not go bad suddenly. Smouldering, like fire covered An evil deed, like fresh milk, does not go bad suddenly. Smouldering, like fire covered by ashes, the evil deed follows the fool. — Gautama Buddha
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Smouldering Sayings By Felicity Brandon: As I am still on duty at this moment, is there anything else I can As I am still on duty at this moment, is there anything else I can do for you?" he continues.
Images of him kissing me, disrobing me and fondling my entire body fill my mind ... I push them away, although I know my face has coloured at the thought.
"I have a few suggestions ... " I murmur quietly, staring into his smouldering blue eyes. "But I am not sure they fall into a butler's remit."
"Perhaps you'd be surprised at the lengths I'm prepared to go to in order to keep you happy, madam," he replies, winking at me. — Felicity Brandon
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Smouldering Sayings By Svetlana Alliluyeva: Moscow, breathing fire like a human volcano with its smouldering lava of passion, ambition and Moscow, breathing fire like a human volcano with its smouldering lava of passion, ambition and politics, its hurly-burly of meetings and entertainment ... Moscow seethes and bubbles and gasps for air. It's always thirsting for something new ... — Svetlana Alliluyeva
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Smouldering Sayings By Amy Lowell: Can you see through the night, woman, that you stare so upon it? Man, what Can you see through the night, woman, that you stare so upon it? Man, what sparks do your eyes follow in the smouldering darkness? — Amy Lowell
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Smouldering Sayings By Annabel Crabb: smouldering away in a fit of impotent rage smouldering away in a fit of impotent rage — Annabel Crabb
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Smouldering Sayings By L. H. Cosway: I want him so badly it hurts. But I want all of him. Not just I want him so badly it hurts. But I want all of him. Not just the sex. I want his smiles and his teasing, his smouldering looks. His sad eyes when he thinks nobody's watching. Most of all, I want his heart. — L. H. Cosway
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Smouldering Sayings By Iain Sinclair: London is a city that sleeps too much. This is the mould of its quality. London is a city that sleeps too much. This is the mould of its quality. A magnetic contract: to reinvent itself on the other side of dream, each day. And such dreams, smouldering against the tidal spine of the river, telling and retelling the tales that must be told to manifest a city's bones. Whispering the night architecture back into stone. — Iain Sinclair
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Smouldering Sayings By George Orwell: There were sins that were too subtle to be explained, and there were others that There were sins that were too subtle to be explained, and there were others that were too terrible to be clearly mentioned. For example, there was sex, which was always smouldering just under the surface and which suddenly blew up into a tremendous row when I was about twelve. — George Orwell
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Smouldering Sayings By Richard Schiff: It seems not to matter that we are at the brink of a war that It seems not to matter that we are at the brink of a war that may spread beyond Afghanistan and Iraq to Iran and Georgia and then where? To Syria? To North Korea? To China? That we in America are in economic doldrums and are seeing small businesses fold and houses reclaimed by banks and a smouldering panic that is palpable everywhere. — Richard Schiff
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Smouldering Sayings By Clive James: Too many of my friends are dead, and others wreckedBy various diseases of the intellectOr Too many of my friends are dead, and others wrecked
By various diseases of the intellect
Or failing body. How am I still upright?
And even I sleep half the day, cough half the night.

How did it come to this? How else but through
The course of years, and what its workings do
To wood, stone, glass and almost all the metals,
Smouldering already in the fresh rose petals.

Our energy deceived us. Blessed with the knack
To get things done, we thought to get it back
Each time we lost it, just by taking breath -
And some of us are racing yet as we face death.

Well, good to see you. Sorry I have to fly.
I'm struggling with a deadline, God knows why,
And ghosts keep interrupting. Think of me
The way I do of you. Quite often. Constantly. — Clive James
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Smouldering Sayings By Henry Miller: Don't expect me to be sane anymore. Don't let's be sensible. It was a marriage Don't expect me to be sane anymore. Don't let's be sensible. It was a marriage at Louveciennes - you can't dispute it. I came away with pieces of you sticking to me; I am walking about, swimming, in an ocean of blood, your Andalusian blood, distilled and poisonous ... I can't see how I can go on living away from you - these intermissions are death. How did it seem to you when Hugo came back? Was I still there? I can't picture you moving about with him as you did with me. Legs closed. Frailty. Sweet, treacherous acquiescence. Bird docility. You became a woman with me. I was almost terrified by it. You are not just thirty years old - you are a thousand years old.
Here I am back and still smouldering with passion, like wine smoking. Not a passion any longer for flesh, but a complete hunger for you, a devouring hunger. — Henry Miller
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Smouldering Sayings By Gautama Buddha: A wrong action may not bring its reaction at once, even as fresh milk turns A wrong action may not bring its reaction at once, even as fresh milk turns not sour at once: like a smouldering fire concealed under ashes it consumes the wrongdoer, the fool. — Gautama Buddha
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Smouldering Sayings By Doris Lessing: He looked like his father. That is to say he was a closely-welded, round youth, He looked like his father. That is to say he was a closely-welded, round youth, dark, like his father, with not a trace of Molly's dash and vivacity. But unlike Richard, whose tenacious obstinacy was open, smouldering in his dark eyes and displayed in every impatient efficient movement, Tommy had a look of being buttoned in, a prisoner of his own nature. He — Doris Lessing
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Smouldering Sayings By Lord Dunsany: There seemed to be a magic all round that fire of big logs quietly smouldering There seemed to be a magic all round that fire of big logs quietly smouldering in the woods upon Autumn's discarded robe that lay brilliant there; and it was not the magic of Elfland, nor had Ziroonderel called it up with her wand: it was only a magic of the wood's very own. And — Lord Dunsany
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Smouldering Sayings By Sam Davis: Better to sink with tempests raging o'erMasts all dismantled and hull gaping wideThan rest and Better to sink with tempests raging o'er
Masts all dismantled and hull gaping wide
Than rest and rot on some unclouded shore
The idle plaything of the listless tide.

Better the grime of battle on the brow,
With grim defeat to crush thy dying hand
Than through long years of peace to tyrant bow
Or dwell captive in a strangers land.

Better the castle with beleaguered gate,
By battle's lightning shivered in a day
Than peaceful walls in pomp of sullen state,
Through centuries sinking to a dull decay.

Better resolve to win thy heart's desire,
And striving bravely, die in the endeavor
Than have the embers of some smothered fire
Lie smouldering in thy saddened soul forever. — Sam Davis
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Smouldering Sayings By Jeanette Winterson: Take the heart first. Then you don't feel the cold so much. The pain so Take the heart first. Then you don't feel the cold so much. The pain so much. With the heart gone, there's no reason to stay your hand. Your eyes can look on death and not tremble. It's the heart that betrays us, makes us weep, makes us bury our friends when we should be marching ahead. It's the heart that sickens us at night and makes us hate who we are. It's the heart that sings old songs and brings memories of warm days and makes us waver at another mile, another smouldering village. — Jeanette Winterson
Smouldering Sayings By Gautama Buddha: Like fresh milk a bad deed does not turn at once. It follows a fool Like fresh milk a bad deed does not turn at once. It follows a fool scorching him like a smouldering fire. — Gautama Buddha
Smouldering Sayings By Christopher John Brennan: AutumnAutumn: the year breathes dully towards its death,beside its dying sacrificial fire;the dim world's middle-age Autumn

Autumn: the year breathes dully towards its death,
beside its dying sacrificial fire;
the dim world's middle-age of vain desire
is strangely troubled, waiting for the breath
that speaks the winter's welcome malison
to fix it in the unremembering sleep:
the silent woods brood o'er an anxious deep,
and in the faded sorrow of the sun,
I see my dreams' dead colours, one by one,
forth-conjur'd from their smouldering palaces,
fade slowly with the sigh of the passing year.
They wander not nor wring their hands nor weep,
discrown'd belated dreams! but in the drear
and lingering world we sit among the trees
and bow our heads as they, with frozen mouth,
looking, in ashen reverie, towards the clear
sad splendour of the winter of the far south.


Christopher John Brennan — Christopher John Brennan
Smouldering Sayings By Camille Paglia: The smouldering eroticism of great European actresses like Jeanne Moreau demonstrated to my generations women's The smouldering eroticism of great European actresses like Jeanne Moreau demonstrated to my generations women's archetypal mystery and glamour, completely missing from the totalitarian world-view of the misogynist Foucault. For me, the big French D is not Derrida, but Deneuve. — Camille Paglia
Smouldering Sayings By Emily Post: One very great annoyance in open air gatherings is cigar smoke when blown directly in One very great annoyance in open air gatherings is cigar smoke when blown directly in one's face or worse yet the smoke from a smouldering cigar. It is almost worthy of a study in air currents to discover why with plenty of space all around, a tiny column of smoke will make straight for the nostrils of the very one most nauseated by it! — Emily Post
Smouldering Sayings By Charles Dickens: No vivacious Bacchanalian flame leaped out of the pressed grape of Monsieur Defarge: but, a No vivacious Bacchanalian flame leaped out of the pressed grape of Monsieur Defarge: but, a smouldering fire that burnt in the dark lay hidden in the dregs of it. — Charles Dickens
Smouldering Sayings By Murasaki Shikibu: Would that, like the smoke of the watch-fires that mounts and vanishes at random in Would that, like the smoke of the watch-fires that mounts and vanishes at random in the empty sky, the smouldering flame of passion could burn itself away — Murasaki Shikibu
Smouldering Sayings By Siegfried Sassoon: Dark clouds are smouldering into red While down the craters morning burns.The dying soldier shifts Dark clouds are smouldering into red
While down the craters morning burns.
The dying soldier shifts his head
To watch the glory that returns:
He lifts his fingers toward the skies
Where holy brightness breaks in flame;
Radiance reflected in his eyes,
And on his lips a whispered name. — Siegfried Sassoon
Smouldering Sayings By Steven Erikson: [Speaking about chickens in their living quarters:]'About that - seems one of them has caught [Speaking about chickens in their living quarters:]

'About that - seems one of them has caught fire, Master.'

'It's smouldering, and too brainless to care. If we wait we can dine on roast chicken for breakfastt. And which one laid that egg?'

'Hmm, a most gravid mystery indeed.'

'You may find this amusing right now, Bugg, but you are the one who will be sleeping down there. They'll peck your eyes out, you know. Evil has been bred into them, generation after generation, until their tiny black bean brains are condensed knots of malice-'

'You display unexpected familiarity with hens, Master.'

'I had a tutor who was a human version.' (p 274) — Steven Erikson
Smouldering Sayings By Thomas Mann: What did one see if one looked in any depth into the world of this What did one see if one looked in any depth into the world of this writer's fiction? Elegant self-control concealing from the world's eyes until the very last moment a state of inner disintegration and biological decay; sallow ugliness, sensuously marred and worsted, which nevertheless is able to fan its smouldering concupiscence to a pallid impotence, which from the glowing depths of the spirit draws strength to cast down a whole proud people at the foot of the Cross and set its own foot upon them as well; gracious poise and composure in the empty austere service of form; the false, dangerous life of the born deceiver, his ambition and his art which lead so soon to exhaustion
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Smouldering Sayings By Malcolm Lowry: To-night, as ages hence, people would say this, or shut their doors on them, turn To-night, as ages hence, people would say this, or shut their doors on them, turn in bereaved agony from them, or toward them with love saying: "That is our star up there, yours and mine"; steer by them above the clouds or lost at sea, or standing in the spray on the forecastle head, watch them, suddenly, careen; put their faith or lack of it in them; train, in a thousand observatories, feeble telescopes upon them, across whose lenses swam mysterious swarms of stars and clouds of dead dark stars, catastrophes of exploding suns, or giant Antares raging to its end - a smouldering ember yet five hundred times greater than the earth's sun. — Malcolm Lowry
Smouldering Sayings By Thomas Mann: Elegant self-control concealing from the world's eyes until the very last moment a state of Elegant self-control concealing from the world's eyes until the very last moment a state of inner disintegration and biological decay; sallow ugliness, sensuously marred and worsted, which nevertheless is able to fan its smouldering concupiscence to a pure flame, and even to exalt itself to mastery in the realm of beauty; pallid impotence, which from the glowing depths of the spirit draws strength to cast down a whole proud people at the foot of the Cross and set its own foot upon them as well; gracious poise and composure in the empty austere service of form; the false, dangerous life of the born deceiver, his ambition and his art which lead so soon to exhaustion - to contemplate all these destinies, and many others like them, was to doubt if there is any other heroism at all but the heroism of weakness. In any case, what other heroism could be more in keeping with the times? — Thomas Mann
Smouldering Sayings By F Scott Fitzgerald: But there was an immediately perceptible vitality about her as if the nerves of her But there was an immediately perceptible vitality about her as if the nerves of her body were continually smouldering. — F Scott Fitzgerald
Smouldering Sayings By Kim Harrison: She was getting bitchy.That was a good sign. "What am I supposed to do till She was getting bitchy.That was a good sign. "What am I supposed to do till you get back?" I said, patting the smouldering leather. "Hide in my closet? I"d rather be with you. — Kim Harrison
Smouldering Sayings By Hilda Doolittle: Thoth, Hermes, the stylus,the palette, the pen, the quill endure,though our books are a floorof Thoth, Hermes, the stylus,
the palette, the pen, the quill endure,
though our books are a floor
of smouldering ash under our feet. — Hilda Doolittle
Smouldering Sayings By Kate Chopin: It was still quite light out of doors, but inside with the curtains drawn and It was still quite light out of doors, but inside with the curtains drawn and the smouldering fire sending out a dim, uncertain glow, the room was full of deep shadows. — Kate Chopin
Smouldering Sayings By Robert W. Chambers: The Luxembourg is within five minutes' walk of the rue Notre Dame des Champs, and The Luxembourg is within five minutes' walk of the rue Notre Dame des Champs, and there he sat under the shadow of a winged god, and there he had sat for an hour, poking holes in the dust and watching the steps which lead from the northern terrace to the fountain. The sun hung, a purple globe, above the misty hills of Meudon. Long streamers of clouds touched with rose swept low on the western sky, and the dome of the distant Invalides burned like an opal through the haze. Behind the Palace the smoke from a high chimney mounted straight into the air, purple until it crossed the sun, where it changed to a bar of smouldering fire. High above the darkening foliage of the chestnuts the twin towers of St. Sulpice rose, an ever-deepening silhouette. — Robert W. Chambers
Smouldering Sayings By Michelle Paver: It's the little details I love. How to fletch your arrows with owl feathers, because It's the little details I love. How to fletch your arrows with owl feathers, because owls fly silently, so maybe your arrows will, too. How to carry fire in a piece of smouldering fungus wrapped in birchbark. These are the things which help a world come alive. — Michelle Paver
Smouldering Sayings By David Nicholls: I was wary of my sister's cooking, which invariably consisted of a tubular pasta and I was wary of my sister's cooking, which invariably consisted of a tubular pasta and economy cheese, charred black on the surface, with either tinned tuna or lardy mince lurking beneath the molten crust ... So that evening, in a tiny flat in Tooting, I was pushed into the tiny kitchen where sixteen people sat crammed around a tiny trestle table designed for pasting wallpaper, one of my sister's notorious pasta bakes smouldering in its centre like a meteorite, smelling of toasted cat food. — David Nicholls
Smouldering Sayings By Fyodor Dostoyevsky: When he reached the Neva he stood still for a minute and turned a keen When he reached the Neva he stood still for a minute and turned a keen glance up the river into the smoky frozen thickness of the distance, which was suddenly flushed crimson with the last purple and blood -red glow of sunset, still smouldering on the misty horizon ... Night lay over the city, and the — Fyodor Dostoyevsky