“You are so unbelievably, totally loveable,’ she purred. ‘And I know I’m the only woman who’s ever said that to you.’
‘Absolutely, baby. The very first.’ The first that mattered.”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“She was unique in his sophisticated world, a far cry from all the women he’d known, completely natural, fresh and artless, irrepressibly eager for sex. His constant wet dream.”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“I’m going to eat you for dessert.’
‘Not here!’
‘Here, Katherine. That’s why I’m making room.’
‘People might come in…”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“He softly sighed. ‘I really wish I could help you out, baby. But I just have an empty space where normal people store their files on feelings.’ He grinned. ‘I blame my parents for that defect like I blame them for my other ten million fuck-ups.”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“She looked so hopeful he would have built the pyramids for her single-handedly to satisfy that hope.”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“I never said I didn’t like clingy.’ Except that was exactly what he had said, to the other thousand women who’d briefly entered his life in the years past.”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“Oh fuck. ‘The wait’s over then,’ he said in that provisional tone a demolition expert would use when saying, If it’s not the red wire, it’s been nice.”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“He was ridiculously handsome, tall, lean yet solid with muscle. Politely immoral, indifferent to censure. As if he knew he was irresistible in all manner of things. Not just to her, but to everyone, to women particularly.”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“I won’t make you wait long,’ he said, withdrawing his finger from her mouth and slipping it into her throbbing sex in a light teasing penetration, with only a soft flick on her engorged clit. ‘Jesus, that’s one stiff little clit. Think you can wait?”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“And he did what women around the world loved him for, over and above his money: he fucked like an artist; with natural talent, an almost indecent technical competence and the well-honed gift of accurately gauging female arousal.”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“Oh Christ. Her words, come inside me, had a predictable impact on his dick. Fuck and double fuck. Reason was taking a fast exit stage left while his erection was taking the vertical route.”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“Nice, hey?’ Her voice was just a wisp of sound.
He lifted his head slightly so his smile bathed her in sunshine. ‘Nice like the crown jewels in the Tower of London are nice.’
‘Or Almond Joys are nice.’
He laughed. ‘Christ, I can’t stay mad at you. You’re fucking irresistible. What the hell are we going to do?’
‘I don’t know about we, but moi is going to love you to pieces. You’re way better even than an Almond Joy.’
‘And I can make this way better, baby.’ Unwinding her legs from his waist, he stood up, grasped her thighs lightly and set the swing in motion.”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“He raised his head, brushed his hair off his face with his left hand. ‘You’re welcome, baby.’ He winked. ‘It’s been a while for you.’ Sliding his fingers from her soft-as-silk pussy, he eased her legs off his shoulders, set her feet on the carpet and rolled back on his heels.”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“Both understood the extent of the danger, of the possible dark abyss facing them. There were no absolutes in the world, no assurances of mercy no matter how much one wished.”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
“Good is always stronger than bad in the world. Always, always, Dominic.”
― C.C. Gibbs, quote from All He Desires
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“I turned and held the blade above us all as an ineffective shield.
The bloodstain on the ceiling now spread almost wall to wall; in our corner, a single triangle of clean space remained. Elsewhere torrents of blood fell in curtains, roaring, driving, gusting like rain waves in a thunderstorm. The floor was awash. It pooled between the floorboards and lashed up against the wainscoting. The chandelier dripped with it: the crystals shone red. Now I knew why the chamber was without furniture of any kind, why it had been deserted for so many years. Now I knew why it had the name it did.”
― Jonathan Stroud, quote from Die Seufzende Wendeltreppe
“And are we not guilty of offensive disparagement in calling chess a game? Is it not also a science and an art, hovering between those categories as Muhammad’s coffin hovered between heaven and earth, a unique link between pairs of opposites: ancient yet eternally new; mechanical in structure, yet made effective only by the imagination; limited to a geometrically fixed space, yet with unlimited combinations; constantly developing, yet sterile; thought that leads nowhere; mathematics calculating nothing; art without works of art; architecture without substance – but nonetheless shown to be more durable in its entity and existence than all books and works of art; the only game that belongs to all nations and all eras, although no one knows what god brought it down to earth to vanquish boredom, sharpen the senses and stretch the mind. Where does it begin and where does it end? Every child can learn its basic rules, every bungler can try his luck at it, yet within that immutable little square it is able to bring forth a particular species of masters who cannot be compared to anyone else, people with a gift solely designed for chess, geniuses in their specific field who unite vision, patience and technique in just the same proportions as do mathematicians, poets, musicians, but in different stratifications and combinations. In the old days of the enthusiasm for physiognomy, a physician like Gall might perhaps have dissected a chess champion’s brain to find out whether some particular twist or turn in the grey matter, a kind of chess muscle or chess bump, is more developed in such chess geniuses than in the skulls of other mortals. And how intrigued such a physiognomist would have been by the case of Czentovic, where that specific genius appeared in a setting of absolute intellectual lethargy, like a single vein of gold in a hundredweight of dull stone. In principle, I had always realized that such a unique, brilliant game must create its own matadors, but how difficult and indeed impossible it is to imagine the life of an intellectually active human being whose world is reduced entirely to the narrow one-way traffic between black and white, who seeks the triumphs of his life in the mere movement to and fro, forward and back of thirty-two chessmen, someone to whom a new opening, moving knight rather than pawn, is a great deed, and his little corner of immortality is tucked away in a book about chess – a human being, an intellectual human being who constantly bends the entire force of his mind on the ridiculous task of forcing a wooden king into the corner of a wooden board, and does it without going mad!”
― Stefan Zweig, quote from Schachnovelle
“If I cannot be better than them, I will become so much worse.”
― Holly Black, quote from The Cruel Prince
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I will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.”
― Lang Leav, quote from Sea of Strangers
“This new generation, they’ve been raised by their parents to assume they’ll start at the top. No scut for them. They’ll just sit in their parents’ basement till the job offer for partner comes in.”
― Lisa Gardner, quote from Right Behind You
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