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“Kai cleared his throat. Stood straighter. "I assume you are going to the ball?"
"I-I don't know. I mean, no. No, I'm sorry, I'm not going to the ball."
Kai drew back, confused. "Oh well... but... maybe you would change your mind? Because I am, you know."
"The prince."
"Not bragging," he said quickly. "Just a fact.”
― Marissa Meyer, Cinder

“What's your name?" he asked above the roar of the music.

She leaned close. "My name is Wind," she whispered. "And Rain. And Bone and Dust. My name is a snippet of a half-remembered song."

He chuckled a low, delightful sound. She was drunk and silly, and so full of the glory of being young and alive and in the capital of the world that she could hardly contain herself.

"I have no name," she purred. "I am whoever the keepers of my fate tell me to be."

He grasped her by her wrist, running a thumb along the sensitive sknin underneath. "Then let me call you Mine for a dance or two.”
― Sarah J. Maas, The Assassin and the Underworld

“He grasped her by the wrist , running a thumb along the sensitive skin underneath. "Then let me call you Mine for a dance or two"

She grinned but someone was suddenly between them, a tall, powerfully built person. Sam. He ripped the stranger's hand off of her wrist. "She's spoken for," he growled, all too close to the young man's maked face. The stranger's friend was behind him in an instant, his bronze eyes fixed on Sam.

Celaena grabbed Sam's elbow. "Enough," she warned him.

The masked stranger looked Sam up and down, then held up his hands. "My mistake," he said, but winked at Celaena before disappeared into the crowd, his armed friend close behind.

Celaena whirled to face Sam. "What in hell was that for?"

"You're drunk," he told her, so close her chest brushed his, "And he knew it, too."

"So?" Even as she said it, someone dancing wildly crashed into her and set her reeling. Sam caught her around the waist, his hands firm on her as he kept her from falling to the ground.

"You'll thank me in the morning."

"Just because we're working together doesn't mean I'm suddenly incapable of handling myself." His hands were still on her waist.

"Let me take you home.”
― Sarah J. Maas, The Assassin and the Underworld

“Rumours should be juicy and gossips must be mouth-watering, since they have to uplift and make people feel better. Tittle-tattle can have a swift ripple effect and when the ball is rolling very fast, it kick-starts a flood of moral destruction. 鈥淪chadenfreude鈥� can, then, be fully enjoyed. (鈥淛uicy rumours鈥�)”
― Erik Pevernagie

“This is mad,鈥� said Ron. 鈥淲e鈥檙e the only ones left who haven鈥檛 got anyone 鈥� well, except Neville. Hey 鈥� guess who he asked? Hermione!鈥�
鈥�What?鈥� said Harry, completely distracted by this startling news.
鈥淵eah, I know!鈥� said Ron, some of the color coming back into his face as he started to laugh. 鈥淗e told me after Potions! Said she鈥檚 always been really nice, helping him out with work and stuff 鈥� but she told him she was already going with someone. Ha! As if! She just didn鈥檛 want to go with Neville...I mean, who would?”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

“The Monster Ball is by nature a protest: A youth church experience to speak out and celebrate against all forms of discrimination + prejudice.”
― Lady Gaga

“Suddenly, Vin grew pale. Elend paused, glancing at her, sensing that something was wrong. Not with what he'd said, something else. What is it? Assassins? Mist spirits? Koloss?


"I just realized something," Vin said, looking at him with those intense eyes of hers. "I can't go to a ball鈥擨 didn't bring a gown!”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Hero of Ages

“It is not Atlas who carries the world on his shoulders, but woman; and sometimes she plays with it as with a ball.”
― Henryk Sienkjewicz

“Playing ball of wind
reaching the other end of The Road Not Taken
may I call in Robert Frost by holding hands
and request Ginsberg to recite Howl
facing the world.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“Champions never sleep, the eternal spirit keep them alert and awake.”
― Amit Ray, Enlightenment Step by Step

“The bowler approached the wicket at a lope, a trot, and then a run. He suddenly exploded in a flurry of arms and legs, out of which flew a ball.”
― Douglas Adams, Life, the Universe and Everything

“Wretch! I shan鈥檛 allow you to take a rise out of me! I want to talk to you about Jane!鈥�
鈥淲ho the devil is鈥擮h, yes, I know! One of your girls!鈥�
鈥淢y eldest daughter, and, let me remind you, your niece, Alverstoke!鈥�
鈥淯njust, Louisa, I needed no reminder!鈥�
鈥淚 am bringing the dear child out this season,鈥漑...]
鈥淵ou鈥檒l have to do something about her freckles鈥攊f she鈥檚 the one I think she is,鈥� he interrupted. 鈥淗ave you tried citron-water?鈥�
鈥淚 didn鈥檛 invite you to come here to discuss Jane鈥檚 appearance!鈥� she snapped.
鈥淲ell, why did you invite me?鈥�
鈥淭o ask you to hold a ball in her honour鈥攁t Alverstoke House!鈥� she disclosed, rushing her fence.
鈥淭o do what?”
― Georgette Heyer, Frederica

“The information. Every bit that of information that was ever in your brain. But the information is not the mind Jenna. That we've never accomplished before. What we've done with you is groundbreaking. We cracked the code. The mind is an energy that the brain produces. Think of a glass ball twirling on your fingertip. If it falls, it shatters into a million pieces. All the parts of a ball are still there, but it will never twirl with that force on your fingertip again. The brain is the same way.”
― Mary E. Pearson, The Adoration of Jenna Fox

“And although in many cases these unions proved happy enough, sailors being excellent husbands, often away and handy about the house when ashore, it did make for a curious gathering when the spouses were invited to a ball.”
― Patrick O'Brian, The Surgeon's Mate

“He suddenly exploded in a flurry of arms and legs, out of which flew a ball.”
― Douglas Adams, Life, the Universe and Everything

“There are only a few things that are more entertaining than watching a cat trying to run across a freshly waxed wood floor after a ball.”
― David C Holley, Write like no one is reading

“The violins seemed to swoon with her every step, or maybe she was simply happy.”
― Elizabeth Lim, So This is Love

“The night seemed varnished with a golden sheen. Carriages rounded the manor's drive, their horses pounding gravel as if to applaud the parade. One by one, gentry clothed in satin and velvet emerged from their boxes. They bid adieu to their drivers and flocked to the main house, glittering like jewels in the torchlight.”
― Caroline George, Dearest Josephine

“When a ball dreams, it dreams it's a frisbee.”
― Stancil Johnson

“The day of the ball came at last, and with it the tedious and delightful rituals of femininity.”
― Sarah E. Morin

“One cannot make a memorable catch without reaching out to catch the ball.”
― Jeffrey G. Duarte

“Britt-Marie moves out of the way as if the ball was trying to spit at her.”
― Fredrik Backman, Britt-Marie Was Here

“You certainly have a lot of stamina," she said. When had they last spoken? It could have been ten minutes or an hour ago. The masked faces around them blurred together.

"While some parents hit their children, mine also punished me with dancing lessons."

"Then you must have been a very naughty boy." She glanced around the ball, as if she were looking for something--or someone.

"You're gracious with your compliments tonight.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

“Men, we don't deserve respect. Yet. Respect is out there on the floor, just waiting for us to go get it.”
― John Grisham, Sooley

“Balls is good, dude. Balls is just - it's straight up. You know what you're getting with balls. Death is what you're getting.”
― Paul Ritchey

“Next week, and a splendid ball. One of those balls where one always enjoys oneself.
Why, are there balls where one always enjoys oneself? Anna said, with tender irony.”
― Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

“Watching grown men run around in tights and chasing an oddly shaped ball is not really my thing.”
― Steven Magee

“The bat and the ball only matter because we stepped up to the plate.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“What鈥檚 the tape measure for?鈥�

鈥淢别补蝉耻谤别尘别苍迟蝉.鈥�

I rolled my eyes. 鈥淲ow, never would鈥檝e figured that one out. What are you measuring for? Are you my fairy god-demon now? Am I going to the ball?”
― A. Kirk, Demons in Disguise

“Once Gladiator Fights 鈥� Today Ball Games.”
― Sino Melo