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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1059a5a | The repressions of the passionate drive them mad. | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| db5d18e | From time to time we shall get up and go to the door and look out at the great moon and say: 'Why, it is nearly as bright as in Provence!' And then we shall come back to the fireside, with just the touch of a sigh because we are not in that Provence where even the saddest stories are gay. | setting | Ford Madox Ford | |
| e5a0fa9 | It was astonishing that Mark, who was a millionaire at least, and probably a good deal more, should live in such a dingy apartment - it had for its chief decoration the hoofs of several deceased race-winners, mounted as inkstands, as pen-racks, as paper-weights - and afford himself only such a lugubrious breakfast of fat slabs of ham over which bled pallid eggs.... | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| 998a950 | AT the slight creaking made by Macmaster in pushing open his door, Tietjens started violently. He was sitting in a smoking-jacket, playing patience engrossedly in a sort of garret bedroom. It had a sloping roof outlined by black oak beams, which cut into squares the cream-coloured patent distemper of the walls. | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| cb2ab6a | there are times when to a poor priest the rule of the Church as regards marriage seems bitter hard and he almost doubts her inscrutable wisdom. | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| 5c988ee | But decent augurs grin behind their masks. They never preach to each other. | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| cab762e | She said: 'Would you take this bit of parchment.... I got a little Jew girl to write on it in Hebrew: It's "God bless you and keep you: God watch over you at your goings out and at ..." ' He tucked it into his breast pocket. 'The talismanic passage,' he said. 'Of course I'll wear it...." | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| f82860c | You and I are like two people . . .' He paused and began again more quickly: 'Do you know these soap advertisement signs that read differently from several angles? As you come up to them you read "Monkey's Soap"; if you look back when you've passed it's "Needs no Rinsing." . . . You and I are standing at different angles and though we both look at the same thing we read different messages. Perhaps if we stood side by side we should see yet .. | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| f6449b9 | The beastly Huns! They stood between him and Valentine Wannop. If they would go home he could be sitting talking to her for whole afternoons. That was what a young woman was for. You seduced a young woman in order to be able to finish your talks with her. You could not do that without living with her. You could not live with her without seducing her; but that was the by-product. The point is that you can't otherwise talk. | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| 87d90bd | That in effect was love. It struck him as astonishing. The word was so little in his vocabulary... | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| a0f923d | So she had looked in on Mark, reading his correspondence with his copy of The Times airing on a chair-back before the fire - for he was just the man to retain the eighteen-forty idea that you can catch cold by reading a damp newspaper. | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| f4b695c | The gods to each ascribe a differing lot: Some enter at the portal. Some do not! | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| e4c87de | If you only would!" He added rather diffidently: "If you would not mind remembering that I am a military court of inquiry. It makes it easier for me to report to the general if you say things dully and in the order that they happened." | military | Ford Madox Ford | |
| 954bba1 | She had views on virtue, pride, downfalls, human careers, the habits of cats, fish, the clergy, diplomats, soldiers, women of easy virtue, Saint Eustachius, President Grevy, the purveyors of comestibles, custom-house officers, pharmacists, Lyons silk weavers, the keepers of boarding-houses, garotters, chocolate-manufacturers, sculptors other than M. Casimir-Bar, the lovers of married women, housemaids.... Her mind in fact was like a cupboar.. | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| ba08adc | You see in such a world as this, an idealist -- or perhaps it's only a sentimentalist -- must be stoned to death. | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| 400ce8c | Charlie snorted. "Ms. Muffman, may I introduce to you Lulu Deerdancer and Buster Cleveland. According to their IDs, both are in their twenties. Lulu here likes to fellate a sucker on his finger while laughing like a hyena. Buster is a self-proclaimed leather cub who sneezed his mustache on my face." Ms. Muffman threw her head back and laughed, a low throaty thing that made me want to know all her secrets immediately. "Oh, this is . I am .. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 8cee9a3 | a while, he said, "You must really love him. To do what you've done." "He'd do the same for me," I said, knowing it was true. No matter how else I felt, I believed that with everything I had. And" | T.J. Klune | ||
| 91e7132 | NIGHT, I dreamt of him. He was waiting for me on the dirt road, the sun filtering through the leaves, little splashes of light on the ground like puddles of rippling water. He smiled so brightly as I reached my hand for his, our fingers curling together like they always had. We walked slowly toward the house at the end of the lane. We didn't speak. We didn't have to. It was enough just to be. ROBBIE | T.J. Klune | ||
| c29f3f8 | I started with one squirt but didn't think that was enough, so I ended up accidentally spraying on six more. I went back to the beach to wait, smelling like a department-store tragedy. | T.J. Klune | ||
| f156ab8 | Patrick will bow before the Forefathers. The Dead Rabbits will belong to them. This world, this... chaos. It is coming to an end. | T.J. Klune | ||
| ac45a38 | Joe arched an eyebrow at me, leaning against the counter. He crossed his arms over his chest, muscles bulging from the residual pull of the moon. He was beautiful because he was Joe. He was beautiful because he was mine. "Hey," | T.J. Klune | ||
| f636de6 | I MADE Gordo drop the wards around the house and the Bennetts came over for dinner at our house one Sunday. At first, he refused. "It's not safe." I said, "I belong to a pack of overprotective werewolves who live next door. I'm pretty sure I couldn't be safer." "Christ," | T.J. Klune | ||
| 4001f81 | Yeah, the only thing I'm sure of right now is that I'm about to fucking freak. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 3f2c63d | But you are my brother. You are Kelly's brother. We would do anything for you." "You can't leave again," I said, voice rough. "Not again. You can't. You would do anything for me? Good. Fine. Don't leave." Carter and Kelly exchanged a look before shrugging almost in unison. "Sure," Carter said. "Fine," Kelly said. I stared at them. "That's it?" They tackled me even before I knew what was happening. WE" | T.J. Klune | ||
| 7d7e5b8 | I said something I'd been thinking for a long while, "This guy came into work. I thought he was attractive. I check out guys sometimes." It came out fast because that was the first time I'd said it aloud. It felt like relief. And terror. Carter" | T.J. Klune | ||
| fa16d66 | Have you kissed a guy yet?" I blushed. "No." Before" | T.J. Klune | ||
| 7e4d90c | Therapy," Gary said. "I'm going to need so much therapy. It's like watching cows mating and it's wet and sticky and uncomforttable but I can't look away because I'm worried some of it is going to get on me."." | T.J. Klune | ||
| 0285f9f | Eric pressed himself against me, a long hot line of sweat and flesh. There was a roll of his hips against mine and I said, "Wow." He laughed. The" | T.J. Klune | ||
| 22ea646 | Later, I was in a bathroom stall. Eric was on his knees. My dick was in his mouth, my head back against warm ceramic tile that shook with the beat of the music. My fingers were in his hair and everything was hot and wet. I grunted a warning and he backed away, jacking me until I came on the dirty floor. He stood up and kissed me while he jerked himself off. He sighed into my mouth. He tasted like stale beer and mint. He came on his hand. I .. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 88dffd8 | Mark sitting next to Gordo, both of them avoiding each other's gazes, but their hands in the grass next to each other, pinkies touching, and there would be a sense of right, of being complete, finally, finally, finally. We | T.J. Klune | ||
| 8103c6d | NICK HAPPENED a year later. He came in to Gordo's all dusty from the road. The clutch on his bike had blown out a few miles outside of Green Creek. He stayed for a week. I fucked him on the last three days he was in town. He left and I never saw him again. Joe | T.J. Klune | ||
| 7e1a40e | One thing that they don't tell you is that fires can't burn bright forever. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 581698b | But it was there. Because he was my Alpha now. And I was his mate. "WHY" | T.J. Klune | ||
| 71feaaa | He's on money though, right?" Creed asks. "Yeah, he is. How'd he do that if he wasn't president?" "He probably had a big dick." I grin. "Like the bigger it was, the higher the bill you would be on or something?" "Yeah. Poor George," Creed says, laughing. "Of course, I would be on the million-dollar bill." | T.J. Klune | ||
| d74dbac | I want to put my face on his face." The hornless gay unicorn named Gary said, "Um. What did you say?" Fifteen-year-old Sam said, "Nothing! Nothing. Um. I have to go. Upstairs. To... touch. The walls." The" | T.J. Klune | ||
| bc886f6 | He was only seventeen. That was wrong. Except he was almost eighteen. Which... okay. But. It was Joe. And | T.J. Klune | ||
| 1297e48 | Never again, you hear me? Never again. Something happens, you tell me. I need you to tell me. I need you. | T.J. Klune | ||
| a0772cb | It was just me and him, there in that place where tragedy had happened, where I thought my life had ended. But somehow, he made it seem like a home again. Somehow, he gave it back to me. | home m-m-romance | T.J. Klune | |
| 6c1d393 | You have pajamas with a dead Palestinian leader's face on them." "I am aware," Gus said, trying not to fidget as Casey essentially stared at his crotch. "They're my Yasser Arapants." Casey choked. Gus waited." | T.J. Klune | ||
| df697d7 | 'I wish someone had told you that you're a terrible liar so I wouldn't have to be the first one. I feel bad now.' | tell-it-like-it-is | T.J. Klune | |
| 0d485c9 | 'He'll probably end up angling for a threesome. Then I'll have to get my animal name so I can be a part of the group. So Native American of you white boys. I'll probably go for something like Falcon. Or Wolf.' 'Jackass suits you better,' Anna intones. | humor who-we-are | T.J. Klune | |
| 4e968a6 | Whatever. I was tired and just rolled over onto his arm in my sleep. It's no big deal. Who cares, anyway? So what if Creed had seen us? What, he would have called us a bunch of fags? It's not like we were doing anything. Otter's not like that. Im not like that. It was an accident. | T.J. Klune | ||
| ee7f3bb | I know you were hurt and have every reason to be angry, but just know that there hasn't been a day that has gone by that I haven't thought about you and Ty. Maybe that's my punishment, knowing you are doing well and knowing I had nothing to do with it. For what it's worth, I'm proud of you, for having done so great despite people breaking their promises to you. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 1d957b3 | 'The image of you putting a condom on a banana to teach me about gay sex is forever ingrained in my head.' 'Well, a good father teaches his son about the facts of life.' 'You didn't have to put the banana in your mouth,' I reminded him. He grinned without looking up. 'Bet that kept you from performing fellatio for quite a while.' 'Longer than you'll know.' | life-lessons the-birds-and-the-bees | T.J. Klune |