The one bit of color on the woman’s body was the bright yellow of the stilettos peeking out from her sensible trousers. Fuck me shoes. Damn. Any woman who wore those shoes had a streak of the unexpected. He wondered what her underwear looked like. Something delicate and lovely? ― Lexi Blake, The Dom Who Loved Me

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You may like walking barefoot, but keep your shoes with you; you may need it when the ground changes! ― Mehmet Murat ildan

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Love had a thousand shapes.

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She couldn't help thinking that something was wrong with a person had more shoes than books in their home. ― Victoria Connelly, Wish You Were Here

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I felt the water rising enough to touch my Vans. She was worth ruing a pair of shoes over. ― Nyrae Dawn, What a Boy Wants

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Sometimes a thousand people say you are going in the wrong direction, but if you are a thousand times sure, keep walking! ― Mehmet Murat ildan

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A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole heart home. ― Rumi

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Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again , come , come. ― Rumi

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They are conversation-openers in the arcane femine language of Shoe. ― Claire Cross, Double Trouble

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If it was appropriate to judge a person based on her footwear - and it obviously was - I decided I liked her immediately. ― chloe neill, Biting Bad

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