“Sometimes it’s better to say something stupid than nothing at all.”
“They sit there in the window of the coffee shop for almost an hour, not talking much, but looking at each other over the tops of their books, flirting somehow even without words. It would be gross if it weren’t adorable.”
“...their voices are quieter than the other groups around them, but their body language speaks volumes.”
“I'll die of embarrassment."
"At least you'll die knowing.”
“It was like I couldn't think of any words. Now I can think of about nine million."
"How many words are in the English language?"
"Not the point.”
“When I think about it, it’s like I would have never been able to grow out of it. It’s like the tree and the bicycle. I grew around it and it became part of me.”
“What’s the point of becoming mind-numbingly drunk if it doesn't even give you the balls to talk to the girl you like?”
“If you’re going to talk to this great ass, at least be excited about it.”
“I don't think age has much to do with writing. I think it's something that can certainly improve in time, but there's no age limit on how old you need to be to write well.”
“My emotions are spiraling out of control. I never promised I would be logical at a time like this!”
“I feel like this is a horror story. That's how scared I am right now.
"Don't be scared."
"That doesn't help.”
“I'm aware of how unprofessional this is and yet I can't stop myself.”
“I’m really tired of being embarrassed all the time. And trying and having nothing happen.”
“Every time I see her, I’m always surprised. She keeps me on my toes. She smiles when I need her to, even though she could never know that I needed her to. I like the way she looks when she’s thinking. I like the way she looks at me when I’m thinking. She”
“For the record, I’ll still probably be pretty stupid sometimes. I make no promises that you’ll have the positive influence on me that you assume you’ll have.”
“He's like a cesspool in the midst of my creative writing oasis.”
“He's like a deer; I don't want to make any sudden movements and startle his thoughts away.”
“I don’t know what you’re saying but I’m sure I love you!”
“I look at her suspiciously. ... Nothing is ever short and easy in this class.”
“Shh,” Casey says, pulling me back closer. “They’ll need our recollection of this blessed event because they’re both so drunk.” “I’m not that drunk,” Lea says without turning around. “I am,” Gabe says. “For the record.” “So what do you have to say for yourself?” Lea says, stabbing him in the chest again with her finger. “Please stop stabbing me in the chest,” he says.”
“I sit up straight. She’s talking to me. No one ever talks to me. Oh, how I wish I knew human and could answer her. Instead I nibble on my peanut.”
“I like squirrels,” she says with a shrug.”
“They come in here every once in a while, and she goes to one corner and he goes to the other, and then they move around the store creating parabolas as they come together and bounce apart. They're the weirdest couple on Earth. I want to write math equations about them.”
“I think she has a serious school-supply addiction.”
“...the people who take their coffee orders far too personally, who have deep-seated emotional issues about how many pumps of mocha they get.”
“No one has time for benches in the winter.”
“Their trajectory of attraction is like an equation.”
“And I suppose they have friends in other places, and that I'm only seeing a tiny sliver of their lives, but it seems to me if they're moving in the same direction, why not move in the same direction together? I'm not talking about undying love, but I wish they would at least become friends. That wouldn't be too hard.”
“If I had a view like this to look down on every day, I would have the energy and inspiration to conquer the world. The trouble is, when you most need such a view, no one gives it to you.”
“But calling up magic when there were arrows flying and chunks of the countryside disappearing was about as easy as going to the toilet on command with a dozen people watching. Who all hated you.”
“I circled the site before I came in. If there's anyone within five kilometers, I'll eat my quiver."
Halt regarded him, eyebrow arched once more. "Anyone?"
"Anyone other than Crowley," Will amended, making a dismissive gesture. "I saw him watching me from that hide he always uses about two kilometers out. I assumed he'd be back in here by now."
Halt cleared his throat loudly. "Oh, you saw him, did you?" he said. "I imagine he'll be overjoyed to hear that." Secretly, he was pleased with his former pupil. In spite of his curiosity and obvious excitement, he hadn't forgotten to take the precautions that had been drilled into him. THat augured well for what lay ahead, Halt thought, a sudden grimness settling onto his manner.
Will didn't notice the momentary change of mood. He was loosening Tug
saddle girth. As he spoke, his voice was muffled against the horses's flank. "he's becoming too much a creature of habit," he said. "he's used that hide for the last three Gatherings. It's time he tried something new. Everyone must be onto it by now."
Rangers constantly competed with each other to see before being seen and each year's Gathering was a time of heightened competition. Halt nodded thoughtfully. Crowley had constructed teh virtually invisible observation post some four years previously. Alone among the younger Rangers, Will had tumbled to it after one year. Halt had never mentioned to him that he was the only one who knew of Crowley's hide. The concealed post was the Ranger Commandant's pride and joy.
"Well, perhaps not everyone," he said. Will emerged from behind his horse, grinning at the thought of the head of the Ranger Corps thinking he had remained hidden from sight as he watched Will's approach.
"All the same, perhaps he's getting a bit long in the tooth to be skulking around hiding in the bushes, don't you think?" he said cheerfully. Halt considered the question for a moment.
"Long in the tooth? Well, that's one opinion. Mind you, his silent movement skills are still as good as ever," he said meaningfully.
The grin on Will's face slowly faded. He resisted the temptation to look over his shoulder.
"He's standing behind me, isn't he?" he asked Halt. THe older Ranger nodded.
"He's standing behind me, isn't he?" Will continued and Halt nodded once more.
"Is he...close enough to have heard what I said?" Will finally managed to ask, fearin teh worst. This time, Halt didn't have to answer.
"Oh, good grief no," came a familiar voice from behind him. "he's so old and decrepit these days he's as deaf as a post."
Will's shoulders sagged and he turned to see the sandy-haired Commandant standing a few meters away.
The younger man's eyes dropped.
"Hullo, Crowley," he said, then mumbled, "Ahhh...I'm sorry about that."
Crowley glared at teh young Ranger for a few more seconds, then he couldn't help teh grin breaking out on his face.
"No harm done," he said, adding with a small note of triumph, "It's not often these days I amange to get the better of one of you young ones."
Secretly, he was impressed at teh news that Will had spotted his hiding place. Only the sarpest eyes could have picked it. Crowley had been in the business of seeing without being seen for thirty years or more, and despite what Will believed, he was still an absolute master of camouflage and unseen movement.”
“Thinking of her intriguing eyes staring into his, he was left speechless by the feeling of pure desire which shot right through his body like a hot wave...”
“It’s not going to be over,” Kate said firmly, “until we say so.”
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