Amethyst Quotes

“I stand on the corner of the block slinging
amethyst rocks. Drinkin 40’s of mother
earth’s private nectar stock. Dodgin cops.
’Cause Five-O be the 666 and I need a fix
of that purple rain. The type of shit that
drives membranes insane. Oh yeah, I’m in
the fast lane. Snorting candy yams. That free
my body and soul and send me like Shazaam!

Never question who I am. God knows.
And I know God, personally. In fact, he
lets me call him me. I be one with rain
and stars and things, with dancing feet
and watermelon wings. I bring the
sunshine and the moon. And wind blows
my tune.”
― Saul Williams, The Dead Emcee Scrolls: The Lost Teachings of Hip-Hop

“I dont apply rationality to everything I do , that would be boring.. I like to drink my coffee piping hot ,black with chocolate chips in it, I like to keep my pencils in the fridge so they write darker...I like to sleep with crystals and Lemurians under my illow because I believe it makes my mind receptive to parallel dimensions and magical realms and truths. I believe it opens my third eye, ajna chakra. sometimes I even go to bed with an amethyst upon my third eye, secured by a bandana”
― Jenney Clark

“Well,” Ehlena said awkwardly, “I can answer the question about my favorite color if you like. Might keep things from getting too heavy.”
Rehv shook himself back into gear. “And what would it be?”
Ehlena cleared her throat a little. “My favorite color is…amethyst.”
Rehv smiled until his cheeks hurt. “I think that’s a great color for you to like. A perfect color.”

-Ehlena & Rehv”
― J.R. Ward, Lover Avenged

“Nestled into a bed of shiny cream satin lay a heart-shaped pendant on a simple gold chain. The heart itself was created from over a dozen delicate round amethyst stones, while the center held a miniature painted on porcelain. Done in a series of fine, delicate strokes, the artist's rendering depicted a tiny garden, alive with masses of yellow and white hollyhocks.
Right away, they reminded her of the flowers she'd been drawing that long-ago day in Bath. The day of her and Jack's very first kiss.
Her gaze went to his, breath stilled in her chest. "Oh, Jack. It's Sydney Gardens, isn't it?"
"That's right, with those stalky, puff-headed flowers." He gave her a gentle smile. "Do you like it?"
"I love it."
"I chose amethyst, since you said it's your favorite stone. I hope I remembered right?"
"You did. It's so lovely. Thank you. I'll wear it each and every day," she promised. "Your heart tucked against my own."
A peculiar shadow flickered momentarily across his eyes before he reached for the necklace. "Here, let me help you put it on."
"Yes. Please," she said, relieved he'd offered. Her hands were trembling with so much emotion that she doubted she could have managed the task on her own.
Turning slightly, she angled herself so he could place the chain around her neck and fasten the clasp. The slight weight of the gold and stones grew instantly warm against her skin. "There. How does it look?" she asked as she moved to face him again.
"Beautiful," he said.
But when she glanced up, she realized he wasn't looking at the pendant. Instead, he was looking at her.”
― Tracy Anne Warren, Seduced by His Touch

“The strange unfamiliar feeling she’d had increased as they approached. She nervously twisted the amethyst ring on her middle finger. Aunt Gilly’s ring. It felt hot against her skin.”
― Laura Hunsaker, Amethyst Heat

“Lo, gold, lapis lazuli, silver, and turquoise, Carnelian, amethyst, ibht- stone and
Are strung on the necks of female slaves. Noblewomen roam the land.
Ladies say, “We want to eat!”
Lo, noblewomen,
Their bodies suffer in rags,
Their hearts shrink from greeting
[each other].
Lo, chests of ebony are smashed.”
― Miriam Lichtheim, Ancient Egyptian Literature, Volume I: The Old and Middle Kingdoms

“The crown atop his head gleamed in the afternoon light. Crafted with emeralds, sapphires, and amethyst, the gold had been moulded into a wreath of spring's first flowers.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury