Blanket Quotes

Quotes tagged as "blanket" (showing 1-16 of 16)
Sanober  Khan
“I keep my kindness in my eyes
Gently folded around my iris
Like a velvety, brown blanket
That warms my vision

I keep my shyness in my hair
Tucked away into a ponytail
Looking for a chance to escape
On a few loose strands in the air

I keep my anger on my lips
Just waiting to unleash into the world
But trust me; it’s never in my heart
It evaporates into words

I keep my dignity upon my chin
Like a torch held up high
For those who have betrayed me
Radiating a silent, strong message

I keep my gratitude in my smile
A glistening waterfall in the sun
Gently splashing at that person
Who made me happy for some reason

I keep my sensitivity in my hands
Reaching out for your wet cheek
Holding you, with all the love
The love I want to share, and feel

I keep my passion in my writing
My words breathing like fire
Screeching against an endless road
As I continue to be inspired

I keep my simplicity in my soul
Spread over me like a clear sky
Reflecting all that I am
And all that’s ever passed me by

And I hope you will look
Beyond my ordinary face
My simple, tied hair
My ordinary tastes
And I hope you will see me
From everyone...apart
As I keep my beauty
in my heart.”
Sanober Khan

Sanober  Khan
“Give me
a moon-blanket night
to keep me warm

a long-gone smile
to comfort me

a pair of rain-blue eyes
to haunt me

a simple soul love me.”
Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence

Criss Jami
“When a man has a gift in speaking the truth, brute aggression is no longer his security blanket for approval. He, on the contrary, spends most of his energy trying to tone it down because his very nature is already offensive enough.”
Criss Jami, Killosophy

A.J. Darkholme
“Trust is not a gasoline-soaked blanket that succumbs to the matches of betrayal, never able to be used for its warmth again; it’s a tapestry that wears thin in places, but can be patched over if you have the right materials, circumstances, and patience to repair it. If you don’t, you’re always the one who feels the coldest when winter comes.”
A.J. Darkholme, Rise of the Morningstar

Shannon Celebi
“Water. Like a blanket. Dark. Intoxicating. Cold.”
Shannon Celebi, Driving Off Bridges

Sherwood Smith
“A horse blanket, Mel?
I remembered what I was wearing. 'It tore in half when Hrani tried washing it. She was going to mend it. This piece was too small for a horse, but it was just right for me.'
Bran laughed a little unsteadly. 'Mel. A horse blanket.”
Sherwood Smith, Crown Duel

Sanober  Khan
“I realized

June had never been
just a month

never just a tremble
on my lips

warmth was never
merely a blanket.”
Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest

Toni Sorenson
“Christmas is a blanket that warms our cold hearts.”
Toni Sorenson

Julia Quinn
“Billie laughed at that, full and throaty, and once again she became so incandescently beautiful that George was half-tempted to throw a blanket over her, just to stop anyone else from wanting her.”
Julia Quinn, Because of Miss Bridgerton

“I want to lay under the blanket of sky and laugh while the stars wink and we write our story.”
A.D. Posey

Laini Taylor
“And... a bed. A bed and a blanket to cover them, a blanket that was theirs together.”
Laini Taylor, Dreams of Gods & Monsters

Christoph Fischer
“Soak blanket in gravy and make a delicious brick wrap. Serve in All Gravy Room at the Mandrake Hotel.”
Christoph Fischer

“It's when the dust settles that the lies blanket society.”
Anthony T.Hincks

Trisha North

On our bed there is a blanket
It has been greeted by strangers
Become a desert to missiles
Filled with hurtful words and jealousy
A pitched hillside
Where hunched backs lay unmoving
I’ve crawled into its darkness
Night after night
Dove into the wreckage
With my lantern
Hoping for some light
At the end of this silent tunnel
I’ve spooned with the grief
Sifted through the ashes of our love
Been reduced to the seasons
Where people watch our bones
As they lie down exposed
Through our transparent cover
Still warm among the cold winds
But heavy with self-deception
On our bed there is a blanket
It has been greeted by strangers
Become a desert to missiles
Filled with hurtful words and jealousy
A pitched hillside
Where hunched backs lay unmoving”
Trisha North, Safe: The Places I Go in My Head to Feel Acceptance & Peace

“To think, Global Warming started with a single blanket.”
Anthony T.Hincks