Top 100 Quotes About Glass And Love
#1. Whiskey doesn't mix well with toothpaste, but I already filled the glass, and once whiskey's been let loose you have to deal with it, like love or a rabid dog.
Richard Kadrey
#2. Then let me be your mercy," he said. "I'll never be able to give you smart answers about why we suffer, but I can come into your world and try to be some kind of help to you.
Laura Anderson Kurk
#3. What fools we are, eh? What fools, sitting here in the sun, singing. And of love, too! I am too old for it and you are too young, and yet we waste our time singing about it.
Ah, well, let's have a glass of wine, eh?
Gerald Durrell
#4. The ice cold fear I'd felt, not knowing if Wyatt was alive, pressed into the wall with other girls and surrounded by guys who were unspeakably brave, hit my body again in a wave. This was trauma - the gift that keeps on giving.
Laura Anderson Kurk
#5. Our glass train, on fragile tracks
Beneath bombs that fall like the flood
To wash away the shards
- But all this sorrow will recede
And we will leave
Two by two
And until then, I will only think of you.
Danny M. Cohen
#6. I buy 1920s iridescent Scottish glass. I love the way the sun hits it every morning. You touch something and you know. To me, people should buy something they love. Buy something you'd want to come downstairs and stroke.
Judith Miller
#7. Because my love for you is like a glass rose. Care for it gently. Drop it once, you'd leave a mark. Drop it twice, and my heart will shatter into a million pieces.
Melissa M. Futrell
#8. I do love improvisation, I love when I find an object in my studio or kitchen (look, a tea sample's tiny glass jar!) and instantly incorporate it in a project. It makes me feel creative on an every day basis.
Signe Baumane
#9. Because of her, there is no bridge between dreams and reality. In reality, because of her, drinking a glass of water has taste. In a dream, it doesn't have taste, unless she's in it with me. I do not have to dream about her, because all of my dreams about her, is my only reality.
Lionel Suggs
#10. I pretended to be a Cheyenne guide. I pretended to be a prairie woman. I pretended Henry was my old-timey husband taking me to our new homestead. I leaned down and patted Trouble's neck. "Good boy," I said. "Trusty steed.
Laura Anderson Kurk
#11. Nothing: a landscape, a glass of wine, a little loveless love, and the vague sadness caused by our understanding nothing and having lost the little we're given.
Alvaro De Campos
#12. Try not to kill me with your love,
try not to break a glass wall
seeing everything,
but going unheard,
the words feel unspoken.
Crystals gleaming at our feet,
innocently joined by red fists
and a kiss.
Megan Hutchinson
#13. Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full sacrifice, He offers in another's enterprise; But more in Troilus thousand-fold I see Than in the glass of Pandar's praise may be, Yet hold I off.
William Shakespeare
#14. If you treat glass right, it doesn't crack. If you know the properties, you can make things; the color of dusk and night and love. But you can't control people like that and I really, really wish you could. I want the world to be glass.
Cath Crowley
#15. I love to eat, I love to feed people, and I'm a great cook. I joked with my friends that I wanted to write a book where desserts had to be extensively researched, since I have a terrible sweet tooth. My particular downfall is cake.
Julia Glass
#16. The sky is but a looking glass into a pool of airless oceans, cast off into a dance of light and energy, leaving only a facet of guidance to navigate. Such an existence lays but within the mind man.
Indiana Lang
#17. I love pretty things; and I hate to look in the glass and see something that isn't pretty. It makes me feel so sorrowful - just as I feel when I look at any ugly thing. I pity it because it isn't beautiful.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
#18. The first kiss and the first glass of wine are the best.
Marty Rubin
#19. Sometimes, you have to love beyond yourself! And that's how you learn to love! That's why you had to drink the bitter glass of your love.
Friedrich Nietzsche
#20. The arch of heaven looks like an
upside-down cup, under which the wise
wander in vain. May your love for your beloved
be as great as the love of the bottle for the glass.
Look, how one gives and one receives, lip against
lip, the precious blood of the grapes.
Omar Khayyam
#21. How did you tell a man that you'd grown up, that you'd learned true love wasn't a night of passionate sex under a sky lit up by fireworks, but an ordinary Sunday morning when your husband brought you a glass of water, two aspirins, and a heating pad for your cramps?
Kristin Hannah
#22. If passionate love is the coke of love, companionate love is like having a glass of wine or smoking a few hits of some mild weed. That makes it sound a little better than the uncle thing, right? We all like booze and weed more than we like our relatives, right?
Aziz Ansari
#23. All night I carpenter
A space for the thing I am given,
A love
Of two wet eyes and a screech.
White spit
Of indifference!
The dark fruits revolve and fall.
The glass cracks across,
The image
Flees and aborts like dropped mercury
Sylvia Plath
#24. He looked at his friend, perhaps for the last time, and said what he had always known, from the moment they'd met, when he'd understood that the prince was his brother in soul. I love you.
Sarah J. Maas
#25. I love your hair. It's like a waterfall of black ink," he utters softly.
Petra F. Bagnardi
#26. You and those shot-glass eyes, deep swirling pools of 80-proof firewater, with the depth and profundity of Saturn's spinning pulsars ...
Brandi L. Bates
#27. When evening fell the boy would bring the girl a glass of tea, a slice of lemon cake, an apple blossom floating in a blue cup. He would kiss her neck and whisper new names in her ear: beauty, beloved, cherished, my heart.
Leigh Bardugo
#28. I am not a broken heart.
I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn't know how to handle anything,
at any time,
and I am not your fault.
Charlotte Eriksson
#30. What are you looking at?"
"The woman I love." With all his heart and soul.
Reese looked over her shoulder. "Where? I don't see any one." Then she laughed, hitting the glass table with the palm of her hand.
Erin McCarthy
#31. I love to work. When I was a kid, I would invite my friends over to play, then I would take them over to a recycling plant and we would haul glass all day. They hated me for this, but I thought it was fun.
James Marsters
#32. Fill ev'ry glass, for wine inspires us,
And fires us
With courage, love and joy.
Women and wine should life employ.
Is there ought else on earth desirous?
John Gay
#33. When I set a glass prism on a windowsill and allow the sun to flood through it, a spectrum of colors dances on the floor. What we call "white" is a rainbow of colored rays packed into a small space. The prism sets them free. Love is the white light of emotion.
Diane Ackerman
#34. Love has the tendency of pressing together all the lights - all the rays emitted from the beloved object by the burning-glass of fantasy, - into one focus, and making of them one radiant sun without any spots.
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
#35. I love memoirs and biographies, learning about other people's lives. Two of the ones that I loved so much were actually edited by the same person who edited my book, too. I loved 'Angela's Ashes.' I loved 'Glass Castle' so much.
Isabel Gillies
#36. Love has a way of showing you to yourself, whether through satisfaction or humiliation. It hovers over you like a magnifying glass you cannot escape, intensifying the slightest feelings of either delight or shame. No other experience makes so obvious the realities of both heaven and hell.
Marianne Williamson
#37. I found I could only glance at him for tiny moments and then I had to look away. He was perfect enough to hurt my feelings for a long time, and I wanted to let him.
Laura Anderson Kurk
#38. I love to mix things up and create new dishes in the kitchen. I love cooking shrimp scampi and having a glass of Pinot Grigio while listening to music.
Zulay Henao
#39. I just wish you could see my demons for what they are, and lay here beside me on the floor. No words. Just your presence.
Charlotte Eriksson
#40. Wise men would give away entire kingdoms in exchange for the love of a lifetime." Logan lifts his glass and locks eyes with mine. "And some would give far more than kingdoms.
Addison Moore
#41. I love a friendly chat and a friendly glass of wine during the evening - the time they call, for some accountable reason, 'between dog and wolf'.
Alexander Pushkin
#42. I am troubled, immeasurably
by your eyes.
I am struck by the feather
of your soft reply.
The sound of glass
speaks quick, disdain
and conceals
what your eyes fight
to explain.
Jim Morrison
#43. I wrote at the start that this was a record of hate, and walking there beside Henry towards the evening glass of beer, I found the one prayer that seemed to serve the winter mood: O God, You've done enough, You've robbed me of enough, I'm too tired and old to learn to love, leave me alone forever.
Graham Greene
#44. And maybe I am a monster. I don't know the answer to that. But what I do know is that even if there's demon blood inside me, there is human blood inside me as well. And I couldn't love you like I do if I weren't at least a little bit human. Because demons want. But they don't love.
Cassandra Clare
#45. I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there's a life after that, I'll love you then.
Cassandra Clare
#46. You have it on your noise, but you still need a glass to see it ... We need others to admit our faults.
Amen Muffler
#47. I love Champagne and I love to drink it out of any kind of beautiful glass.
Martha Stewart
#48. Genes, I have learned, do not make a family. Families are the people that stick around through good and bad times. Sadness is a part of life. Choosing to be happy and see the glass half full is a struggle we all must make.
Jaycee Dugard
#49. And she thinks perhaps that is what love is: letting someone else see that part of you that shatters like glass...They will grow old together, broken together, and as long as they both don't completely shatter at the same time, they might find a way to pick each other off the ground.
Thomas Christopher Greene
#50. It was odd
unsettling, actually
how love magnified everything. Small joy was turned into overwhelming happiness; worry became heart-stopping fear. It was as if love became a magnifying glass turned on the heart, taking whatever was there and making it appear many times its normal size.
Michael Thomas Ford
#51. When you're late in a fairy tale, people wind up dead. And not true-love's-kiss, glass-coffin-nap-time dead. Really dead, the kind of dead you don't recover from.
Seanan McGuire
#52. When belonging to an elite group eclipses the love of God, when I draw life and meaning from any source other than my belovedness, I am spiritually dead. When God gets relegated to second place behind any bauble or trinket, I have swapped the pearl of great price for painted fragments of glass.
Brennan Manning
#53. I was the Titanic and the iceberg all at once.
Jeremy Glass
#54. I'm innocent still -inside me are stained glass windows that have never been broken- and when I see your light it stains my soul with color ...
John Geddes
#55. I enjoy a glass of wine, and I love my football. I suppose it's because I'm a real working-class.
Rod Stewart
#56. A Drinking Song Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die. I lift the glass to my mouth, I look at you, and I sigh.
W.B.Yeats
#57. It's like there's a glass wall between us now, invisible but impenetrable
Lauren Oliver
#58. Love teaches us how to penetrate the inner worlds, to clean the glass of existence and see reality in its perfect essence.
Frederick Lenz
#59. We are all of us - well, with the exception of people who have just fallen in love and those lucky demented few who see life's glass as three quarters full - we are just getting by.
Juliann Garey
#60. I love Philip Glass' work, not only as a film composer but also as a musician. The film score work that he does always amazes and shocks me.
Park Chan-wook
#61. You've got to try this," I told Bones, handing him the glass. "It's like Cristal and O-Negative had a love child.
Jeaniene Frost
#62. Claire lifted her glass after everyone had eaten. "Everyone make a toast. To food and flowers," she said.
"To love and laughter," Tyler said.
"To old and new," Henry said.
"To what's next," Evanelle said.
"To the apple tree," Bay said.
Sarah Addison Allen
#63. I would love to chat and get to know you over a glass of flamesmead, but unfortunately we are pressed for time, Mr. Moron," said Tabor. "Morias,
Arun Khalis
#64. I want somebody to love, and I want somebody to love me. And nobody ever will. And that's why it hurts. Because it makes a difference. And when nobody cares, it makes you all mad inside and it makes you want to say things, tear up things, break things, get through the glass.
Flora Rheta Schreiber
#65. On the best nights, he'd appear outside the bookstore window and wait for me to unlock the door. He usually hadn't had time to shower between doing things with cattle and horses and coming to find me, and he looked older than us and stronger than us.
Laura Anderson Kurk
#66. One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. And it hurts when you look at him. And it hurts when you don't. And it feels like someone's cut you open with a jagged piece of glass.
Maureen Medved
#67. The giant console, high ceilings, and glass windows mean nothing than love from the heart.
Auliq Ice
#68. She felt the essence of herself pulled finer and smaller like those streams of spun glass that pull and stretch till there remains but a glimmering illusion. Neither falling nor breaking, the stream spins finer. She felt herself very small and ecstatic. Alabama was in love.
Zelda Fitzgerald
#69. Who am I? I'm just a writer. I write things down. I walk through your dreams and invent the future. Sure, I sink the boat of love, but that comes later. And yes, I swallow glass, but that comes later.
Richard Siken
#70. Part of me is made of glass, and also, I love you.
Nicole Krauss
#71. He looked up at the round, stained glass window in front of him, a blurred kaleidoscope backlit in the morning sun. It glowed. The color of heaven. Of her hair.
He sat back and cracked open the dry, leather cover of a pew Bible, and a mixture of sweat and tears christened its pristine pages.
Red Tash
#72. Was this love? Because it hurt. It felt like a bit of glass stuck somewhere important - his heart or his head. And it was throbbing.
Novel You Against Me
Jenny Downham
#73. I love traveling. But I haven't had big, transformative experiences while on the road. When I go out on the road, it's to go out and get a story or do a promotional event.
Ira Glass
#74. He leaned toward me and said his name like he was sharing a secret and it made me think he probably kept a lot of secrets. His smile was sweet and his teeth the tiniest bit crooked.
Laura Anderson Kurk
#75. Love is like a pane of glass.. It can take harsh beatings from the weather around it ... But if it gets hit in the right place it shatters.. And when you try to pick it up ... You end up getting cut.
Tyler Hoyt
#76. In my mind, I saw a string stretching from Henry's heart at Quiet Waters to my heart. It was taut and it vibrated with Henry's worries and fears and I felt them all.
Deeply. I felt them all.
Laura Anderson Kurk
#77. I stumbled into the living room, and Thomas handed me a bottle of whiskey. They all had some in a glass
"You told them?" I asked Trenton, my voice broken.
Trenton nodded.
I collapsed to my knees, and my brothers surrounded me, placing their hands on my head and shoulders for support.
Jamie McGuire
#78. Love demands expression. It will not stay still, stay silent, be good, be modest, be seen and not heard, no. It will break out in tongues of praise, the high note that smashes the glass and spills the liquid.
Jeanette Winterson
#79. I don't know how to have a normal relationship because I try to act normal and love from a normal place and live a normal life, but there is sort of an abnormal magnifying glass, like telescope lens, on everything that happens.
Taylor Swift
#80. Looking at the glass half full seems to help others do the same and help fill their glasses too.
Emilyann Girdner
#81. A window is just a window. Colored glass: mere glass. But in the sun it becomes more. She would show him, and say, love should do this.
Marie Rutkoski
#82. My motto is 'Love and let love' - with the one stipulation that people who love in glass-houses should breathe on the windows.
P.G. Wodehouse
#83. She was everything that was beautiful in his world. His light, his smile, his heart. If anything happened to her, he would die. But he couldn't keep her in a cage or behind glass, because then she would die. Or leave him. And that, he couldn't stand.
Kori David
#84. You were the hardest year of my life and I've never been so happy. What does that say about me?
Charlotte Eriksson
#85. I fell in love with you, he said. That's why I said it. It happened even before you kissed me, I think.
Stephen King
#86. I turn away, tempted to punch the glass. I'm in the gratest danger of my life, and I'm playing with my hair and wondering if the boy I can't have-and refuse to let myself want-thinks I'm pretty.
Shannon Messenger
#87. In Michaela's favourite restaurant, I lift my glass and cutlery spills onto the expensive tiled floor. The sound crashes high as the skylight. Looking at me, Michaela pushes her own silverware over the edge. I fell in love amid the clattering of spoons ...
Anne Michaels
#88. But I understood, now, that we don't live only for ourselves. We're connected by millions of shared experiences and dreams and nightmares, all tied together with compassion.
I learned that even when we're going through our darkest winter, spring is waiting to appear.
Laura Anderson Kurk
#89. Common sense got drunk and giddy when Olivia was on the premises. Maybe he should just raise a glass, too, and dub reason a lost cause.
Kelly Moran
#90. I do like silver. I love antiques. I collect Georgian glass at home. When you think about how fragile that it is and think about how long these things have lasted - some of it is 400 years old - I find the history of these things extraordinary.
Anthony Warlow
#91. Everyone thinks his family is strange," Del said, scratching Scootie behind the ears, "but it's just that ... because we're closer to the people we love, we tend to see them through a magnifying glass, through a thicker lens of emotion, and we exaggerate their eccentricities.
Dean Koontz
#92. People are constantly asking Portia and me if we are going to have children. We thought about it. We love to be around children after they've been fed and bathed. But we ultimately decided that we don't want children of our own. There is far too much glass in our house.
Ellen DeGeneres
#93. I write because I'm in love with language; because I like working for myself, inside my head; and because it's the only way I know to make a stab at answering the never-ending questions of the heart that arise simply from the everyday living of our lives.
Julia Glass
#94. My heart tells me this is the best and greatest feeling I have ever had. But my mind knows the difference between wanting what you can't have and wanting what you shouldn't want. And I shouldn't want you.
Cassandra Clare
#95. How she realized at last that not even love
could justify this, that no affection could, not ever.
Still, in the glass, she sees her own mouth,
opening and closing and silent as a fish.
Zoe Brigley
#96. I haven't been very impressed lately.
By people,
or places,
or the way someone said he loved me and then slowly changed his mind.
Charlotte Eriksson
#97. You looked like the sexiest woman in the world."
"Well, in fairness, I am the sexiest woman in the world."
"And you're always right."
"You are so brilliant to recognize that.
Rachel Caine
#98. She wished it were evening now, wished for the great relief of the calendar inking itself out, of day done and night coming, of ice cubes knocking about in a glass beneath the whisky spilling in, that fine brown affirmation of need.
Michelle Latiolais
#99. Quit worrying so much about the boards and nails of your life. Focus on the stuff that lasts. He glanced through the window toward the glowing light of the kitchen where Meg and my mom were laughing about something.
Laura Anderson Kurk
#100. He is in love with the land that is always over
The next hill and the next, with the bird that is never,
Caught, with the room beyond the looking glass.
He likes the half-hid, the half-heard, the half-lit,
The man in the fog, the road without an ending ...
A.S.J. Tessimond