Sparks Flew Quotes

#1. It was still a cold war at this stage, a phony war, nothing that could be truly won or lost. The wind stirred the branches of the tree. Sparks flew from the fire. The storm was coming.

Neil Gaiman

#2. Once there was a man and a woman. When they met sparks flew, meteors collided, asteroids turned cartwheels and atoms split. He loved her from here to eternity, she loved him to the moon and back. They were two peas in a pod, heads and tails and noughts and crosses.

Grace McCleen

#3. We fell in love instantly, sparks flew. It was like we had met before.
We had trouble understanding each other over the years. But our love has grown stronger through accepting ourselves and each other.

Tina J. Richardson

#4. Whenever they met, the air crackled and sparks flew in the sky.

Avijeet Das

#5. It was like a blackout in reverse. Since around nine o'clock, no lamps could be switched off, no electrical appliances powered down. If you tried to pull out the plug there was an alarming crackling sound and sparks flew between the outlet and the plug, preventing the circuit from being broken.

John Ajvide Lindqvist

#6. The woman eyed Ubie a moment before grabbing a pen and writing down the dates I had. Ubie eyed her back. Sparks flew.

Darynda Jones

#7. The flames of the luau bonfire burned brightly. Sparks flew into the sky and disappeared before they reached the stars above. Near the horizon, the moon was large and round and flawless as porcelain.

Victoria Kahler

#8. Amandine Bisset was so passionate for Eliot Walker that tiny silver sparks flew from her fingertips when she touched him. When they made love her whole body filled with white light so bright Amandine believed she might explode.

Menna Van Praag

#9. every man's admirable qualities (kindness, charm, intelligence, cute butt--you name it) had an evil twin waiting in the shadows to bite her in the ass when she'd least expected it. It hadn't taken a Ph.D. in philosophy to teach Jessica James that virtue was just the flip side of vice. A

Kelly Oliver

#10. There's a whole group of Christians who believe the individual is more important, but in the end I don't think that's what Christ was talking about.

Lewis Black

#11. What the president is doing is flooding the job market with illegal immigrants that he is giving temporary work permits to. Not fair.

Jim Sensenbrenner

#12. There you have it: an expensive higher education based on sloganeering, on pat, trite phrases that substitute moral posturing for political reasoning. It's elitism masquerading as egalitarianism.

Camille Paglia

#13. I can be ruthless, unforgiving, and a manipulative bastard. But I don't play games with sex.

Naima Simone

#14. Like all dominant groups, men seek to promote an image of their subordinate's nature that contributes to the preservation of the status quo. For thousands of years, males have seen women not as women could be, but only as males want them to be.

Marvin Harris

#15. In the Bowling Alley of Tomorrow, there will even be machines that wear rental shoes and throw the ball for you. Your sole function will be to drink beer.

Dave Barry

#16. So that ends my first experience of matrimony, which I always thought a highly over-rated performance.

Isadora Duncan

#17. Person's life goes like a dream. In order to understand its sense we must wake up. External changes are useful when they go out From the inner world of a person. Everything that is or isn't in this world, it is here, it is in the soul of each person.

Anastasia Novyh

#18. It was as though committing murders had purged him of lesser rudeness. Or perhaps, Starling thought, it excited him to see her marked in this particular way. She couldn't tell. The sparks in his eyes flew into his darkness like fireflies down a cave.

Thomas Harris

#19. The wind flew. God told to wind to condense itself and out of the flurry came the horse. But with the spark of sprit the horse flew by the wind itself.

Marguerite Henry

#20. Then birds flew up like a shower of sparks, I followed them with my eyes and saw how they rose in a single breath, until they seemed no longer to be rising but I to be falling ...

Franz Kafka