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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 57eefab | You can take the barbarian out of the tavern, but he can take the blood out of your body. | humor short-stories violence | Greg X. Graves | |
| d1307e9 | The third day, he wasn't on the road. I wanted to feel relieved. Instead, I was disappointed. Until I got home. Mom had had the day off, the first in a long while. So, of course, she was home when I got there. And so was Joe. Sitting at our kitchen table. Wearing dress pants, a dress shirt. And a bow tie. Which, unbeknownst to me, turned out to be one of my greatest weaknesses. I | T.J. Klune | ||
| 3f10fa5 | I'm about to hug the crap out of you," I warned him. "Like, full-on feelings hug where it goes on for a bit too long and becomes slightly awkward and we both clear our throats and shuffle our feet when it's over." | sam | T.J. Klune | |
| a3bee3a | I told him God didn't invent grocery stores. He told me that I had no proof of this, and wouldn't I feel stupid when I died and went to heaven and saw God's Food Mart? I told him that was a dumb name for a grocery store. He told me that I couldn't do any better. I told him God's grocery store was named God's Amazing Food Emporium and that they had weekly specials on the Body Of Christ Sourdough bread loaves. He told me I was sacrilegious. I.. | T.J. Klune | ||
| d572d41 | I can't wait until we go to dinner. I've heard Bear gets loaded on wine and cries, and then the whole thing dissolves into a big case of what-the-fuckery where everyone talks at once, and it usually ends in overshared feelings and hugging." "That was one time!" | T.J. Klune | ||
| cd37daa | Ox," he said, a hint of his wolf poking through, eyes flashing. "Anything you'd like to tell me?" "No," I said quickly. "Absolutely not." "You sure about that?" he asked, his grip on my elbow tightening. I just barely managed to pull my arm free. "I'm hungry," I said, voice rough. "We should--" "Sure," he said. "Let's go." I blinked. He smiled at me. My heart stuttered a bit. The smile widened. No" | T.J. Klune | ||
| bc757fb | I'm not effeminate. I'm just... animated. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 93de3d0 | I'm glad you think that murder is bad because of how someone can use it against you, | T.J. Klune | ||
| bda3388 | I didn't want to go to my room. I wanted to go see Gary and bitch and moan and braid his mane and have him tell me that Justin was a giant cockfucker and I was so much prettier than him. | T.J. Klune | ||
| bb86857 | And I wished I could believe him. I wished with all that I had. And when you're eleven, you're on the cusp between still believing wishing worked if you wanted something hard enough and understanding the world is teeth and sharp edges. I wished. I did. I promise you with all that I have that I did. But I knew the teeth. The sharp edges. And they were bigger than wishing. I was only eleven, but I was the product of my upbringing too. Maybe.. | harsh-life leaving loss pain sad-quote wishing | T.J. Klune | |
| 3b5e64a | LOL. Wuteva. "What the hell does that mean?" Gus asked. "Lawl? Lole? I don't speak youth!" | T.J. Klune | ||
| 8954e56 | Morgan said, "And what have you brought me?" "Something unexpected," Sam said proudly. "You return from the wilds with a half-giant and a unicorn," Morgan said. "That is unexpected." But the boy shook his head. "That's not the unexpected part." Morgan, in his infinite wisdom, said, "Oh?" "I went into the wilds alone, and I returned with friends," Sam said. "I've never had a friend on my own before. And now I have two. Unexpectedly." | T.J. Klune | ||
| 7ce0cd6 | How do you say what's in your heart if your heart is something you haven't known for years? How do you give yourself completely when all you've done is bury yourself in grief? How do you come back from the dar when it's all you can remember? | T.J. Klune | ||
| b7be95c | If I'd known having a gay best friend meant I had to go to clubs with names like Liquid and Bulge and Cockhole, I would've had second thoughts about this whole thing." "Liar. I get you more play than you would ever get on your own. Women just love you for having a gay best friend. It makes them think you're sensitive. And there's no bar called Cockhole. I would know if there was." | T.J. Klune | ||
| 593271c | Everything dies, Sam," Zero said lightly. "It's the price we pay for being alive." | T.J. Klune | ||
| db85253 | Honey bear," the unicorn said. "You are the gayest thing I've seen since I last saw my own reflection." | sam | T.J. Klune | |
| 9e4db5b | You can only get knocked down so many times before you start shying away from a raised hand, even if it's extended in kindness. | T.J. Klune | ||
| a3183fb | There is beauty in the written word, | T.J. Klune | ||
| 02a5354 | This can be our share space." He waved his arms around like he was encompassing the entire area. "Our share space," Gus repeated. "Yes," Casey said seriously. "You can share with me in our share space. It's a safe place for sharing. Judgment free, that's you and me." "I'm judging you," Gus said. "You rhymed and I'm judging you." "Share space," Casey whispered, staring at Gus intently." | T.J. Klune | ||
| 8d4f2f6 | Robert Redford is like cheese: he ages well and I want to put him in my mouth. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 050acf4 | You follow your heart because one day, it'll lead you home. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 78089f6 | He's my brother. You don't turn away from someone like him just because he likes dick instead of the good stuff." I chuckle. "You certainly haven't lost your way with words." | T.J. Klune | ||
| d4f3452 | More Latin?" I was going to need a fucking guidebook to keep track of a language I thought was as dead as my mother." | T.J. Klune | ||
| 2928b2a | You can't own what belongs to the world. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 4bdf916 | Queens," Charlie muttered. "Can't live with them, can't shoot them because it would get glitter everywhere." -- | T.J. Klune | ||
| 3b6ae9e | You took something from the King," I said. "Did I?" the dragon growled. "And what might that be?" "You know." "Say it." "The Prince." "Ah," the dragon said. "I'm sorry, but your prince is in another castle." "What?" I was confused. What other castle? It sighed. "You young people today. Never respecting the classics." | T.J. Klune | ||
| 7902223 | Sam." Only he could say my name with so much exasperation and fondness all at the same time. It was really quite remarkable. "I might have written an ode to his penis in iambic pentameter that goes on for forty-seven stanzas," I admitted. "I feel better now that I've said that out loud." "Of course you did." Morgan sighed. "Did you know that doesn't rhyme with as many things as one might think? That was a lesson I learned far too late." ".. | T.J. Klune | ||
| a89cd97 | He turned and snarled at me, eyes blazing. "Eep!" I said, because even though it was scary, it was still a scary , and I couldn't help but fall in love just a little bit more. "If you lock yourself in a room like a spoiled brat again, I will track down my horn, go on a quest to get said horn, defeat whatever creature the horn, restore it to its rightful place atop my head, come back to the City of Lockes, march in a parade in my honor,.. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 80f372e | Wherever you are, that's where my home is. | T.J. Klune | ||
| c9d8244 | How soon was it, anyways?" "What?" I know what shes asking, and I attempt to stall. "That you fucked him. How soon was it after we broke up?" Her eyes narrow. "Or were we still together?" she scowls through gritted teeth. "Does it matter?" "Yes." "Right after." "I hope it was worth it," she snarls. I look her in the eye. "It was." | T.J. Klune | ||
| 78c6a9f | The miracle left him dumbfounded, that his heart had not yet shirked its weary task of pumping his bored blood through his brain. | Janny Wurts | ||
| 24f9411 | Were you going to tell me you usually kiss your one-night trollops in private?" He laughed. The free-ringing sound held a spark of pure pleasure, unforced and rich with surprise." | Janny Wurts | ||
| f51d34d | No driven man hears unwanted counsel. | Janny Wurts | ||
| 7abe98e | My grandfather was sparing in his praise of apprentices. My grandfather insisted we think for ourselves and achieve for our own satisfaction. Deep study of the mysteries were their own tough path, he always said. To live for the approval of others was a pitfall that begged a false turning. | Janny Wurts | ||
| 7e89fbc | Mage-taught wisdom reproached him: any gift of power was two-edged. | Janny Wurts | ||
| af4309f | Just who are the cheese monkeys? And what do they want? | Chip Kidd | ||
| 05f0590 | Graphic Design for its own sake will never happen, because the concept cancels itself out -- a poster about nothing other than itself is not Graphic Design, it's ... makin' ART. | design graphic-design | Chip Kidd | |
| f232e5a | Outside the drizzling rain had begun again. It pattered around the house, and on the roofs and eaves, like a million, tiny, stealthy feet: softly, as though the night were teeming with a host of minute, dark beings. | Evangeline Walton | ||
| ff7bb92 | Are these black cats like the hare?" "No. They're smaller; they only want me to play with them. Fly away with them to a place on the other side of the moon. There's a garden there, all silvery-gold, and the cats and hares dance and jump round and round. They can jump so much farther than they can on earth; it's like flying, and they love it so. Sometimes I've felt as if I'd like to dance and jump through the air too, they looked so happy,.. | cats dreams moon rabbits | Evangeline Walton | |
| 7d69535 | First, we seem to assume that if a lot of people are doing the same thing, they must know something we don't. | Robert B. Cialdini | ||
| 21d0268 | Be as precise as possible about your need for aid. | Robert B. Cialdini | ||
| 4214559 | Abraham's willingness to plunge a dagger through the heart of his young son because God, without any explanation, ordered it. We learn in this story that the correctness of an action was not judged by such considerations as apparent senselessness, harmfulness, injustice, or usual moral standards, but by the mere command of a higher authority. | Robert B. Cialdini | ||
| f6e38a1 | As a general rule, whenever the dust settles and we find losers looking and speaking like winners (and vice versa), we should be especially wary of the conditions that kicked up the dust--in | Robert B. Cialdini | ||
| 95db238 | The truly gifted negotiator, then, is one whose initial position is exaggerated enough to allow for a series of reciprocal concessions that will yield a desirable final offer from the opponent, yet is not so outlandish as to be seen as illegitimate from the start. | Robert B. Cialdini |