J.L. Bond Quotes
One by one and then together the birds chanted, warbled, whistled, and cooed, like a rare desert plant bursting into life after the rain.
The breeze across the desert as the light died was so sweet she could almost drink it.
Long before the stars died the birds began to sing - cool rippling doves, loud cheery starlings, the long lilting trills of warblers and thrushes.
Faraway a leopard barked that high, dissatisfied deep roar it cuts off so sharply, as if its annoyance is too great to express, can only be appeased.
Your on the planet too. Why should James Bond have all the action, fun, money, and resort hotel living.
Those yellow eyes had seen the thing Ruby hid, even from herself. And when two people see a thing, for better or worse, it becomes real.
I don't know about you, but this whole life thing has been the cause of all my problems.
From the very beginning, there was not the slightest doubt that Olga da Polga was the sort of guinea pig who would go places.
Water was how the desert would bring everyone together. The antelope's daily prayer, weighing the mortal need of water with the mortal danger of obtaining it.
Stars are made for public light shows, consider how the night sky sheers out cosmic cheers at their glow!
She was at the same table near the back where three nights ago I'd sat entranced by her songs. And where the two of us had talked like old friends.
The problem with having friends was that you might lose them. Or they might get hurt.
I have spent hours and hours watching elephants, and to come to understand what emotional creatures they are...it's not just a species facing extinction, it's massive individual suffering.
By voluntarily adopting a dominated body posture you display the fact that you have accepted to be inferior.
Girls, we're fiction editors--we know how to plot, and we know how to cover our tracks. We can teach Jerry Key a lesson he'll never forget.
My problem was that I had bad luck. And I spoke up when I saw something wrong. I did it because I could, without having to worry about the fallout lasting years. And yes, there was always fallout.
We sat bathed in luscious darkness, Casco Bay's thousand islands spread out before us like a diamond quilt. 'I don't get enough of this, ' she said.
But then he combs his fingers through my hair, starting at the base of my neck, and I shiver with uncontrollable, unexpected pleasure.
Then I remembered how she was - fiery, ruthless, smart, and despite herself very caring, not a person who hurts anyone.
WANG. We live in a time of great change. It is easy to find monsters- and as easy to find heroes. To judge rightly what is good - to choose between good and evil - that is all that is to be human.
Unfortunately there is no vaccination to protect the soul from the menacing disease of social ignorance manifested by character-void homosapiens.
You’ve lied to me. You’ve hid things from me. How dare you talk to me like we’re still friends, like we ever mattered to you at all?--Sydney Field
Someone else deciding what was too dangerous for me to be involved in or pursue had never stopped me yet.
Your law always does more harm than crime, and your morality is a form of violence.
This was the first time I had not just rushed in and followed my instincts, and it wasn't working out. I was beginning to actively regret it.
...big, strapping macho guys were like liquid diets--they were great for emergencies, but she wouldn't want to be on one all the time.
Sometimes, if you have faith in people they'll surprise you. Mom and Dad taught me that. Risk is the price of believing most people want to be good.
If only our eyes were silver feathered wings, undoubtedly, we would lash-lift our shimmered lids to the highest of life's limitless heights...then innately, instinctively, intentionally we would fly.
Writing is what happens when the words in your head are overpowered by the words in your heart.
Writing is what happens when the words in your head are overpowered by the words in your heart."J.L. Bond
The blank page, otherwise known as the vast playground of the writer's imagination." J.L. Bond
One's attitude affects altitude, and the degree of our mental elevation gives measurable evidence of just how much we can defy the pull on the soul subject to invisible laws of gravitation...
My heart pounded annoyingly in my ears, and it was getting harder to stay focused. I'd almost gotten trapped in here, and now I'd come back. Sometimes I did have truly terrible ideas.
Already this sun was pouring its wrath into the blue Indian ocean where swordfish and marlin cruised like silver-blue attenuated warheads in their green-gold depths...
For the most part, I did trust my own judgement. But I was more than capable of screwing up. Just, sometimes, I forgot about that in my quest to move forward.
Wind blew snow crystals back and forth between the graves. The ancient pines creaked overhead.
Inside her head or out in the desert was the same, and the air inside her throat was very dry to keep from crying and her neck sore from forcing herself not to look down, not to look back.
