admiration

He was unique to her among men because he__ impressed her as being not her admirer her superior. In some mysterious way he was becoming a part of her conscience as one woman who__ nature is an object of reverential belief may become a new conscience to a man.

He hadn't been this nervous since the last disastrous night at the improv, and he firmly told himself to calm down as he blotted at the tablecloth, glancing upwards to see Emma wriggling out of her summer jacket, pushing her shoulders back and her chest forward in that way that women do without realising the ache they cause.

The sea is in your eyes. Your face is an eternal summer. Whoever told you otherwise is a fool!

Admiration provides no saving grace for the inconvenient.

You will meet many opponents in your time that will come face to face with your flaws, trust the chaos ~ pain & confusion is the pathway to break open and become free.

The ignorance of the world often makes people believe that life should be black and white _ that you must choose sides _ and so the world of colourful gradients goes unadmired.

Your ADMIRERS make you STRONG and courageous. Your DETRACTORS make you SUCCESSFUL.

Appreciate the creation, respect the creator of it, and admire the source of all creativity.

There is no need for comparison. Be happy with yourself and find satisfaction in your work.

She can feel his blood, just beneath his skin; when he breathes, the air fills with smoke. He's like a dragon, ancient and fearless.

Society does not judge those it admires, they are deified. Yet it so eagerly burn those it fails to understand

I read not for entertainment but to feel what the writer has felt while writing even though if it was fiction.

I was very pleased with your kind letter. Until now I never dreamed of being something like a hero. But since you've given me the nomination I feel that I am one.

Love is an admiration that comes with patience. Lust is an admiration that comes with impatience. In all, admiration is common but patience is not!

Enraged is the wrong word, but I felt like I wanted to kick you in the shins and then make you banana bread. I wanted to key your car and take you out for dim sum. It was admiration, passion and that voice of yours all mushing together and disarming me, making me want smash something and kiss someone.

It is our ignorance of things that causes all our admiration and chiefly excites our passions.

He squinted at her. He recalled the tears in her eyes that had not fallen into her teacup. No, it wasn__ a revelation. Not even to him. Yet, this was the same woman who had stolen a camel right out from under the Anti-Zionist army__ nose. She__ taken his hand, thrown herself down a sand dune on a dare, and then beaten him back up it. She__ glared at him and refused to part from his side. A coward? __ever,_ he said again.

At any time, and under any circumstances of human interest, is it not strange to see how little real hold the objects of the natural world amid which we live can gain on our hearts and minds? We go to Nature for comfort in trouble, and sympathy in joy, only in books. Admiration of those beauties of the inanimate world, which modern poetry so largely and so eloquently describes, is not, even in the best of us, one of the original instincts of our nature.