waltz QUOTES

1 " See
it was like this when
we waltz into this place.
A couple of papish cats
is doing an Aztec two-step

And I says
Dad let's cut
but then this dame
comes up behind me see
and says
you and me could really exist

Wow I says
Only the next day
she has bad teeth
and really hates
poetry. "

― Lawrence Ferlinghetti

2 " The waltz held the feeling you get when you finish a well-loved book. It left me longing for something I couldn't name. "

― Louise Miller , The City Baker's Guide to Country Living

3 " When the wolf howls and the moon dims
hope fades with the waning light.
Evil lurks at every turn as shadows waltz
across the ebony night.
Behold the midnight hour
where all of reason takes flight. "

― Grace Willows

4 " Their meal was illuminated by torches, which Gwen found were utterly without fire. What the children called torches were really just small platforms on tall, wooden poles. The reason they radiated light was because fairies had flown up to them to waltz and glow on the tiny dance floors. "

― Audrey Greathouse , The Neverland Wars (The Neverland Wars, #1)

5 " Probably your biggest mistake was doing funk-dance to Unchained Melody,” the dog offered earnestly. “It’s a ballad, Alf, and to be honest, it’s one of the slowest songs I can think of. You’d have been better off doing a slow waltz to something with that tempo. The other factor may have been the large amount of beer you consumed beforehand. "

― Mark Jackman , There's Something About Dying (Old Liston Tales #2)

6 " Kindness: a waltz with forgiveness and hope. "

― Soul Dancer , Pay Me What I'm Worth

7 " Where science is a dignified waltz in three-quarter time, magic is an improvised saxophone solo: all gut checks and synchronicities. "

― , Wrapped In White: Thirteen Tales of Spectres, Ghosts, and Spirits (Wrapped, #2)

8 " A waltz begins, that floating, sweet rhythm. The fiddle is plaintive. A few minutes ago she was at least pleasantly contented. Now certain of the notes dip into her like ladles and come up full of loneliness. The people in the room recede. They are strangers, every one. "

9 " He done his level best.

Was he a mining on the flat..
He done it with a zest..
Was he a leading of the choir..
He done his level best.

If he'd a reg'lar task to do,
He never took no rest..
Or if 'twas off and on the same..
He done his level best.

If he was preachin' on his beat,
He'd tramp from east to west,
And north to south ..in cold and heat..
He done his level best.

He'd Yank a sinner outen (Hades),
And land him with the blest;
Then snatch a prayer'n waltz in again,
And do his level best.

He'd cuss and sing and howl and pray,
And dance and drink and jest,
He done his level best.

Whate'er this man was sot to do
He done it with a zest;
No matter what his contract was,
He'd do his level best... "

― Mark Twain , The Complete Humorous Sketches and Tales of Mark Twain

10 " So don't come in here acting like you matter. You left and took your high horse with you," he takes another step in my direction. My throat constricts.He's not finished, " And you show up here at my club thinking you can just waltz right in and have a say? No bitch. "

11 " I have a bad feeling about this,” she said.
“We’ll fake it. And if push comes to shove, we can just sing Goober Peas and waltz around.”
“Rebecca might not find that very funny.”
“Rebecca is a Northerner. You can tell because there aren’t any cheese straws on the snack table. "

― Mary Jane Hathaway , Persuasion, Captain Wentworth and Cracklin' Cornbread (Jane Austen Takes the South, #3)

12 " Ash nodded. “Look for Oberon or Mab,” he said grimly, scanning the battlefield. “They’ll likely be on opposite sides of the river. Try not to engage anything, Goodfellow. We don’t want a fight — we just want to get the scepter to the queen.”
“Don’t kid yourself, Prince.” Puck grinned and drew his daggers, pointing to Ash with the tip. “You’re a traitor, Meghan’s the Summer princess, and I’m Robin Goodfellow. I’m sure the ranks of Unseelie will just let us waltz right through. "

― Julie Kagawa , The Iron Daughter (The Iron Fey, #2)

13 " I can see lights in the distance trembling in the dark cloak of nightCandles and lanterns are dancing, dancing a waltz on All Souls Night. "

14 " He liked the girls, liked to hold them around the waist, felt like a man when he did. But as for talking with them, no, no! Then he felt as though he were dealing with another species of human being, in some cases a higher one, in others a lower. He secretly admired the weak, pale, little girl and had picked her to be his wife. That was still the only way he could think of a woman - as a wife. He danced in a very chaste and proper manner, but he heard awful stories about his pals, stories he didn't understand until later. They could dance the waltz backwards around the room in a very indecent way, and they told naughty stories about the girls. "

― August Strindberg , Tjänstekvinnans son

15 " One day, Lorna, I will dance this waltz with you again. "

16 " May I see your dance card?”

“Don’t you believe me?” She presented it to him with a flourish.

He ran his fingers down the list of names.
“Hmm . . . Waterburn? Bastard. D’Andre. Definitely a worthless bastard. Lord Camber, a thoroughgoing bastard. Lord Michaelson? Bastard. Peter Cheswick? Bast—”

She snatched it from him, laughing.
“I wouldn’t dance a waltz with you, anyway, Lord Dryden.”

“No?”

“You might accidentally lock eyes with Lisbeth Redmond, stumble, and fling me across the room to avoid crushing my feet. "

― Julie Anne Long , How the Marquess Was Won (Pennyroyal Green, #6)

17 " The waltz was the only way a young couple could touch one another, and even through gloves I could feel the heat of your grandfather's touch,'she'd tell Luc, with a wicked glimmer in her eye. "

― Fiona McIntosh , The Lavender Keeper (Luc & Lisette #1)

18 " Demons... they don't just waltz into your life and take over for no reason," she said, her voice going soft again. " They might knock on the door, but ultimately, you have to be the one to invite them in. "

19 " I saw only a flash of green and gold before the warmth of Tamlin’s body slammed into me and our lips met.
I couldn’t kiss him deeply enough, couldn’t hold him tightly enough, couldn’t touch enough of him. Words weren’t necessary.
I tore at his shirt, needing to feel the skin beneath one last time, and I had to stifle the moan that rose up in me as he grasped my breast. I didn’t want him to be gentle—because what I felt for him wasn’t at all like that. What I felt was wild and hard and burning, and so he was with me.
He tore his lips from mine and bit my neck—bit it as he had on Fire Night. I had to grind my teeth to keep myself from moaning and giving us away. This might be the last time I touched him, the last time we could be together. I wouldn’t waste it.
My fingers grappled with his belt buckle, and his mouth found mine again. Our tongues danced—not a waltz or a minuet, but a war dance, a death dance of bone drums and screaming fiddles.
I wanted him—here.
I hooked a leg around his middle, needing to be closer, and he ground his hips harder against me, crushing me into the icy wall. I pried the belt buckle loose, whipping the leather free, and Tamlin growled his desire in my ear—a low, probing sort of sound that made me see red and white and lightning. "

― Sarah J. Maas , A Court of Thorns and Roses (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #1)

20 " I found myself stuck into a Gertrude’s Dream Waltz universe. Like Gertrude, I was trapped inside a body that bellied little of the person inside, while simultaneously ensnared in a home filled with people that looked like the person inside the unsightly body. "

― Luella Christie , Roxy Ray

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