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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 016a221 | Taking coffee in a tea-room always brings me a certain amount of extra pleasure in that I feel I'm beating the system. It's like having spaghetti in a pizza house, chicken in a steakhouse, or having a neck massage in a Bangkok massage parlor. | Tony Hawks | ||
| a059bad | Always good to have slept with at least one person on any committee on which one sits. It's the British way. | Tony Hawks | ||
| 7f6a864 | There are two words I don't want to find myself uttering as an old man, and they are "If Only." | Tony Hawks | ||
| c4cd680 | I'm against the death penalty. I believe that it is a mistake to show that killing people is wrong by killing people. However I'm not against the random killing of people who snore. | Tony Hawks | ||
| 9027283 | Terrific idea. Two days of advice on how to cope with married life from a body of people who have never been married, and don't indulge in any sexual activity. (Now don't scoff - it's true, they don't.) | Tony Hawks | ||
| d890b03 | Tony's patois kept getting broader as we talked. Like Hawk, he seemed able to turn it on and off. "Sho 'nuff," he said." -- | Robert B. Parker | ||
| fc34bd3 | There was a lot of work to do, and arguments to have, and kids to take care of, and money to find from somewhere, and sleep to lose. I could do it, though. I could see that. I wouldn't be sitting here now if I couldn't do it, would I? I think that's what Tony Hawk was trying to tell me all along. | Nick Hornby | ||
| ad6e9a4 | We talk about how many women were raped last year, not about how many men raped women. We talk about how many girls in a school district were harassed last year, not about how many boys harassed girls. We talk about how many teenaged girls got pregnant in the state of Vermont last year, rather than how many men and teenaged boys got girls pregnant. So you can see how the use of this passive voice has a political effect. It shifts the focus .. | Karen Kilgariff | ||
| cefe8be | An expansive life, one not constrained by four walls, requires as well an expansive pocket. | Anton Chekhov | ||
| a68c5a5 | This is your house...If they don't respect you here, they won't respect you anywhere. | James S.A. Corey | ||
| 9ec6f1d | Despicable means used to achieve laudable goals render the goals themselves despicable. | Anton Chekhov | ||
| fea10b6 | The person who wants nothing, hopes for nothing, and fears nothing can never be an artist. | Anton Chekhov | ||
| 4405e6b | Her system chirped, a polite little pop like someone snapping bamboo. | James S.A. Corey | ||
| 3a711fb | The system made the little woody tock that meant she had her privacy again. | James S.A. Corey | ||
| 0447dab | It's easier to write about Socrates than about a young woman or a cook. | Anton Chekhov | ||
| 4770396 | The air of one's native country is the most healthy air. | Anton Chekhov | ||
| 50f8527 | When a person expends the least amount of motion on one action, that is grace. | Anton Chekhov | ||
| 64dd9de | There are plenty of good people, but only a very, very few are precise and disciplined. | Anton Chekhov | ||
| 5ed8bd1 | The wealthy are always surrounded by hangers-on; science and art are as well. | Anton Chekhov | ||
| 0ac58f9 | Time took her strength but it gave her power in exchange. It was a fair trade. She | James S.A. Corey | ||
| 2912fe3 | asperity. | George Gilder | ||
| f7172f8 | Look to me like you've been making garbage for a while and dragging it with you. Now you need to get out of here, and that garbage is weighing you down. | Walter Dean Myers | ||
| 26585d9 | Taking the things that other people thought they deserved to keep was dangerous work. | James S.A. Corey | ||
| 72ba243 | I'm in mourning for my life. | Anton Chekhov | ||
| 0e84132 | Great Jove angry is no longer Jove. | Anton Chekhov | ||
| 4beaf15 | It was funny, he thought, how the ruins of the past shaped everything that came after. | James S.A. Corey | ||
| 561b337 | No, maybe you should start. I have my meeting at | Michael Connelly | ||
| 62ad51b | chambers. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 52f1b88 | Naomi coughed. It was wet, painful sound, but the medical bay didn't seem concerned. The machine had a shitty bedside manner. | James S.A. Corey | ||
| 5873f66 | every | Michael Connelly | ||
| d6b7bb6 | She buried her face against his shoulder, her face hot. "I want you, Aidan," she said again. This time it was a helpless cry. "I want to be yours." A low growl erupted from his throat. "Then mine." Fiercely, he caught her up against him, his arms like bands of iron around her back, almost crushing her. It was exactly what she wanted, what she needed. He kissed her with fiery greed, almost wild, his tongue twining around hers. He allowed n.. | Samantha James | ||
| 53d81c4 | Well," he said lightly, "where shall we go?" "I thought I was being kidnapped, sir." "Well, you are. But you are being allowed the privilege of being asked if there's anywhere in particular you would like to go?" Fionna's heart caught. , she longed to cry. She remembered the night he'd first suggested he might kidnap her. , he had said, . How long ago that seemed. Yet in truth, it had been only a few weeks. In that uncanny way he had, he .. | Samantha James | ||
| 11ec54e | Fionna half-raised an arm self-consciously. "What?" she queried. "What is it?" Anxious dismay shot through her. Had her coiffure come undone? Was she underdressed for the occasion? dressed? What? she wondered. What? "A moment," was all he said. "Allow me a moment." His eyes wandered over her, at least twice over. His regard was long and undeniably appreciative. When at length those incredibly blue eyes fused with hers, Fionna's heart gave .. | Samantha James | ||
| c7ade7b | Fionna had dredged the weapon from her reticule. She clung to the grip, but the barrel was wavering. He willed his thoughts into hers. . But it was not to be. Colson spied Fionna holding the pistol. He wrenched it from her grasp and turned, searching for Aidan. The pistol was in his hands, pointed at Aidan's chest. Colson threw back his head. "You can't have her, you stupid fool! She's mine!" Colson crowed. Fionna, it appeared, had been tot.. | fionna-hawkes self-defense | Samantha James | |
| 4666fb5 | The fist on his chest uncurled. A finger began to stray, tracing the line of hair down toward his navel. It was a slow, tentative movement, for this was all too new. Passion unchained. Not just her own nakedness, but his. . She was still half-afraid to touch him. Then all at once he caught her hand, as if he could stand it no longer, and guided it down the tight grid of his belly, between the ridge of his hips. Straight to the heart of him... | fionna-and-aidan hot-sex | Samantha James | |
| 828488b | I fear you'd inflict little damage, my love." "Really?" "Really." "Then I must remind you of the night we met, Aidan. The night you enlightened me as to the... vulnerable areas of a man's anatomy. My memory is quite vivid," she said sweetly. "The face, you said. The eyes, if one is able. The chest or belly or"- she emulated perfectly the swirl of his finger as he had done that night- "parts thereunder. A knee, I believe you said, was partic.. | self-defense | Samantha James | |
| 18b46a7 | His eyes had grown dark and smoky. A silky undertone crept into his voice. "Never tempted by any man, Fionna. Never tempted by any man... before me. Never tempted by desire. Untouched by any man... before me." Lightly he molded the shape of her breast in his palm, his thumb traced the outline of her nipple. Bending low, his lips pressed a tiny kiss at the corner of her mouth, his breath warming her cheek as he whispered, "Are you tempted, s.. | fionna-and-aidan | Samantha James | |
| 89385ec | Watch," he whispered hoarsely. "Watch me make love to you." No power in the heavens could have made her look away as he withdrew- all the way so that she saw the passionate sheen of her body's juices glazing his rod. Her eyes widened. Coarse dark hair mingled with soft, chestnut curls, a sight that was incredibly erotic. Even more erotic was when he plunged again, gliding deeper this time, harder. She couldn't tear her gaze away. She was bo.. | fionna-and-aidan hot-sex | Samantha James | |
| 6de1978 | An arm about her back, he guided his rod between soft, silken thighs, rubbing her cleft, letting her feel the rigidness of his erection. Her eyes widened; it was as if he could see her heart stop. Her legs went wide. Aidan groaned and clamped her against him. He was shaking with need. God help him, he couldn't stop. He couldn't stave off his desire. Not now. Not yet. And when he plunged deep, her silken heat and warmth surrounded him, sendi.. | hot-sex | Samantha James | |
| 39701b7 | Her mouth dry, her gaze ventured inevitably down, past the curls on his chest and belly, clear to where his rod thrust high and hard against the white of one bare thigh. Her recall was instantaneous- as if she'd ever forgotten. As if she ever could! With stark, unremitting clarity, she remembered precisely how it had felt to touch him there, her knuckles buried in the coarse nest of curls that thickened and surrounded the base of his erecti.. | erection hairy-male sexy-beast | Samantha James | |
| ca1b032 | A strong hand snared one buttock. Fionna emitted a sound of pleasure. Her thighs were open. Damp and waiting. But at the last instant, with another swift move that astounded her, he twisted so that she lay atop him. "Aidan." His name was half-stammer, half-plea. "I'm not sure how to... what to..." Both hands now clamped around her buttocks, he showed her what she needed to know. "There, sweet," he breathed, there's not much to it." One sing.. | hot-sex | Samantha James | |
| e9a8004 | Almost before the strings of her corset were freed, his palms slid into the bodice of her gown, closing around her breasts, filling his hands with soft, overflowing flesh, for her breasts seemed to swell of their own volition. His palms rubbed tiny circles around the points of her nipples, first one way, then the other. She'd written about this, with Raven and Rowan. She recalled moving restlessly in her chair as she'd written the scene, pr.. | fionna-and-aidan | Samantha James | |
| 8b6bdee | All I see is a man brave enough to look inside and see himself so clearly." There was the merest pause. "A man who has punished himself far too long already, a man who is punishing himself." She shook her head. Very gently she smoothed the lines scored beside his mouth. "It's time to stop, Aidan. It's time to let yourself heal." He moved suddenly, snaring her close and tight. "Then help me, sweet." The words were a hot, muttered plea agai.. | heal | Samantha James | |
| dec36ac | Sitting on his lap, their limbs all a-tangle, she splayed her hands wide across the dark fur on his chest, coasting them down his belly to tangle in the thick nest between his thighs. Her mouth followed, her lips hot on his naked skin. She sank to her knees on the floor. Aidan went very still. No. He could not believe that she would... His hands twisted in her hair. It was the most incredibly erotic sensation in his life. Her tongue dance.. | hot-sex | Samantha James |