“The woman said something to Roman. He stopped, turned to her, and shook his staff.
She crossed her arms. I couldn't see her face, but I read the body language well enough.”

"Sk8er Boi"
Let Go (2002)

Original: (it) ​Lei, di una particolare ed unica bellezza. I lineamenti del suo volto e del suo corpo sono di una sottile trasgressione che si fonde tra dolcezza e sensualità. Il suo fascino profuma di donna.
Source: prevale.net

"The Pale Pink Roast" (1959)

Interview with Chris Moyles, Radio One (2005)

Source: The Ape Who Guards the Balance

The Poet (1830)
Context: There was no blood upon her maiden robes
Sunn'd by those orient skies;
But round about the circles of the globes
Of her keen
And in her raiment's hem was traced in flame
WISDOM, a name to shake
All evil dreams of power — a sacred name.
And when she spake,
Her words did gather thunder as they ran,
And as the lightning to the thunder
Which follows it, riving the spirit of man,
Making earth wonder,
So was their meaning to her words. No sword
Of wrath her right arm whirl'd,
But one poor poet's scroll, and with his word
She shook the world.

Source: Cosmopolis

Source: When We Were Very Young

The Long Goodbye (1954)