Top 45 Quotes About Obsidian
#1. Over the obsidian hills and the sunken yellow dale, through the vast oceans of fog and the fires of nevermore, sits the fickle doors of the land of twilight. I will traverse it all, and execute righteous judgment on all that oppose me.
H.S. Crow
#2. That's why I like the blackest nights-the darkest, obsidian skies of winter. When the world is coldest and darkest, the stars shine brightest.
Julie Eshbaugh
#3. While I'm confident in Obsidian being able to deliver a quality title, it only takes one other Kickstarter developer to ruin things for everyone else and cast doubt on the donation process going forward.
Chris Avellone
#4. There are so many people who've come before us,
arrows and wagon wheels, obsidian tools, buffalo.
Look out at the meadow, you can almost see them,
generations dissolved in the bluegrass and hay.
I want to try and be terrific. Even for an hour.
Ada Limon
#5. When Barrons looks at me like that, it rattles me. Lust, in those ancient, obsidian eyes, offers no trace of humanity. Doesn't even bother trying. Savage Mac wants to invite it to come out and play. I think she's nuts. Nuts, I tell you.
Karen Marie Moning
#6. I'd always avoided confrontation in the past, but tihs guy was flipping my bitch switch like nothing else. ~Obsidian
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#9. We chosen few are the fire of our people." I beat my chest. "We are not Red, not Blue or Gold or Gray or Obsidian. We are humanity. We are the tide. And
Pierce Brown
#10. Eyes as black and as shiny as chips of obsidian stared back into his. They were eyes like black holes, letting nothing out, not even information.
Neil Gaiman
#11. Son-- "We don't need ladders, we have obsidian, bro."
Mommy's thoughts-- "...............................
.......fucking minecraft
Mel Brown
#12. His dark hair looked like it had been teased by the spinning blades of a turbo prop, his black on black ensemble looked like it had walked out of the local "Depressed Teens Shop Here" store, and his flanking goons were dressed to match."
(on Obsidian Chylde)
J.R. O'Bryant
#13. The Tezuman Empire in the jungle valleys of central Klatch is known for it organic market gardens, its exquisite craftsmanship in obsidian, feathers and jade, and its mass human sacrifices in honor of Quezovercoatl, the Feathered Boa, god of mass human sacrifices.
Terry Pratchett
#14. But since the Obsidian Order - perennial of cheap dramas and bogeymen of children's stories - had
Django Wexler
#15. You always knew where you stood with Quezovercoatl. It was generally with a lot of people on top of a great stepped pyramid with someone in an elegant feathered headdress chipping an exquisite obsidian knife for your very own personal use.
Terry Pratchett
#16. A gleam of humor flickered in those obsidian eyes. I should warn you, Hannah: when we meet at Stony Cross Park, take care to avoid the mistletoe. For both our sakes.
Lisa Kleypas
#17. Christian turned around and penetrated Slater with his obsidian eyes. "Better talk or I'll introduce you to my two best friends," he said harshly, holding up his fists. "Meet thunder and lightning. If you don't start talking, it's going to storm all over your face.
Dannika Dark
#18. Obsidian the gods forbade And stone they greatly feared.
Sarah J. Maas
#19. The ears were large, flaring forward, the eyes limpid amber, in which the pupil floated like a glittering jewel, changing color with shifts of the light: obsidian, emerald, ruby, opal, amethyst, diamond.
William S. Burroughs
#20. The boy looks into Mugwump eyes blank as obsidian mirrors, pools of black blood, glory holes in a toilet wall closing on the Last Erection.
William S. Burroughs
#21. This bird looks at me with obsidian eyes. They glimmer, small black lights in the gloom. I do not blink.
Ned Hayes
#22. Mimicque - zombies - can only be killed with an iron or obsidian blade, so don't think you can just act like the wrestler El Santo in the 1970s film El Santo Versus the Mummies of Guanajuato. If a walking undead is after you, run. Let the experts take care of the zombies.
David Bowles
#23. Fear is like a really hard, worthless rock that can hide rich obsidian or beautiful crystals.
Robin Reardon
#24. I don't know . . . jaguars and obsidian. That's not their style. Why didn't she use a silver dagger on you?" "Maybe
Richelle Mead
#25. Religion is a barbarous obsidian knife poised over our chests put it in a cabinet and admire it as a work of art, but don't ever wield the damned thing ever again.
PZ Myers
#26. The Obsidian Order?" I asked.
"What do you know about us?"
"Nothing."
"That's a good start.
Andrew J. Robinson
#27. The arrogant half smile I disliked so much tipped up one corner of his swollen lips. You're barely glowing now.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#30. Dee:I can't believe you ate all the ice cream, Daemon!
Daemon:I didn't eat all of it.
Dee:Oh, so it ate itself? Did the spoon eat it? Oh wait, I know. The carton ate it.
Daemon:Actually, I think the freezer ate it.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#31. His hands slid around my head, pulling me back to his mouth. There was a cracking sound in the house. A fissure of electricity shot through the room. Something smoked. I didn't care.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#32. It was strange that in some sort of Jeffrey Dahmer meets Ghandi way I was
able to love myself for hating myself. It seemed like a warped sense of
love. But it was love without conditions.
The Hippie
#33. I captured her cheeks, pulling her back to my hungry mouth. Man, I couldn't get enough of her taste, of how she gave it right back to me on all fronts. Her hands went to the button on my jeans.
There was a cracking sound in the house. Most likely something had just went up in flames.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#34. You will stay with me. You will sleep here at my side and you will touch me. I am depressed but not when you stroke my chest.
Laurann Dohner
#35. He paused, his smug grin turning wicked as his eyes met mine. We could always have sex. I hear that uses up a lot of energy.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#37. I was clenching the steering wheel like a granny, but driving like I was trying out for NASCAR.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#38. He returned my smile with a half grin. So what do you blog about? Knitting? Puzzles? Being lonely?
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#39. He was having a bad day. He's worse than a girl, trust me. He doesn't hate you. We're twins. Even I want to kill him on days that end with a Y( ... )
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#40. The caterpillar turns to liquid before turning into a butterfly. Liquid. Thus washing away any speck of his caterpillar self as he lies completely vulnerable to his environment in his chrysalis shell. One good solid gust of wind and the caterpillars boned.
The Hippie
#42. But no matter where I went, what I was running from would still be with me - Kat. She wasn't just back in the house, in that bed. She was with me now, inside me. And there was no outrunning that.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#43. You probably even dream about me." His gaze lowered to my mouth. I felt my lips part. "I bet you even write my name in your notebooks, over and over again, with a little heart drawn around it.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#44. The last thing he felt was Bethany being pulled from his limp arms. A finality of black crashed over him in waves he couldn't surface from, welcoming him into the nothingness that dug in deep, refusing to ever let him go.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
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