“Maybe I should be a lawyer instead of a magical baker, Rose thought. Lawyers' mistakes rarely result in old men climbing on top of towers and taking off their pants.
~Bliss”
― quote from Bliss
“Maybe I should be a lawyer instead of a magical baker, Rose though. Lawyers' mistakes rarely result in old men climbing on top of towers and taking off their pants.
~Bliss”
― quote from Bliss
“Dia tidak pernah takut pada laba-laba, sepeda yang kotor, atau jemarinya terkena panas oven--dan dia sering mengalami semua itu. Namun, berjalan ke ruangan yang sama dengan pria yang ditaksirnya? Itu menakutkan.”
― quote from Bliss
“Bernard Bastable!” Miss Thistle shouted, finally. “I love you too! I want to make you my frog prince! Never in all my years have I seen a man with such magnificent, froglike charisma! You are a treasure! Kiss me now!”
― quote from Bliss
“First I need to do something.’ He pulled me closer towards him until our lips were almost touching.
‘What might that be?’ I managed to stutter, closing my eyes, anticipating the warmth of his lips against mine. But the kiss didn’t come. I opened my eyes. Alex had jumped to his feet.
‘Swim,’ he said, grinning at me. ‘Come on.’
‘Swim?’ I pouted, unable to hide my disappointment that he wanted to swim rather than make out with me.
Alex pulled his T-shirt off in one swift move. My eyes fell straightaway to his chest – which was tanned, smooth and ripped with muscle, and which, when you studied it as I had done, in detail, you discovered wasn’t a six-pack but actually a twelve-pack.
My eyes flitted to the shadowed hollows where his hips disappeared into his shorts, causing a flutter in parts of my body that up until three weeks ago had been flutter-dormant. Alex’s hands dropped to his shorts and he started undoing his belt.
I reassessed the swimming option. I could definitely do swimming.
He shrugged off his shorts, but before I could catch an eyeful of anything, he was off, jogging towards the water. I paused for a nanosecond, weighing up my embarrassment at stripping naked over my desire to follow him. With a deep breath, I tore off my dress then kicked off my underwear and started running towards the sea, praying Nate wasn’t doing a fly-by.
The water was warm and flat as a bath. I could see Alex in the distance, his skin gleaming in the now inky moonlight. When I got close to him, his hand snaked under the water, wrapped round my waist and pulled me towards him. I didn’t resist because I’d forgotten in that instant how to swim. And then he kissed me and I prayed silently and fervently that he took my shudder to be the effect of the water.
I tried sticking myself onto him like a barnacle, but eventually Alex managed to pull himself free, holding my wrists in his hand so I couldn’t reattach. His resolve was as solid as a nuclear bunker’s walls. Alex had said there were always chinks. But I couldn’t seem to find the one in his armour. He swam two long strokes away from me. I trod water and stayed where I was, feeling confused, glad that the night was dark enough to hide my expression.
‘I’m just trying to protect your honour,’ he said, guessing it anyway.
I groaned and rolled my eyes. When was he going to understand that I was happy for him to protect every other part of me, just not my honour?”
― Sarah Alderson, quote from Losing Lila
“يقول مثل قديم مأخوذ من العالم الخارجي المرئي "لن ينال الخبز إلا الرجل الكادح" والغريب أن هذا المثل لا ينطبق بصدق في ذلك العالم الذي ينتمي إليه بجلاء ذلك أن عالم الظاهر خاضع لقانون النقص-وفيه تتكرر حيناً بعد آخر تلك التجربة التي نرى فيها أن من لا يعمل يحصل أيضاً على الخبز-بل إن من ينام يحصل عليه بوفرة أكثر من الرجل الكادح،فهذا العالم اسير لقانون عدم الاكتراث(أو قانون استواء الطرفين)-أما في عالم الروح فالأمر جد مختلف-فهنا يسود النظام الإلهي الأبدي-وهنا لا تمطر السماء على العادل والظالم سواء-وهنا لا تشرق الشمس على الطيب والشرير معاً-وهنا ينطبق ذلك المثل-من يعمل هو وحده الذي يحصل على الخبز-ومن لا يعمل لا يحصل على الخبز بل يبقى مخدوعاً-وأن من يحيا في القلق وحده الذي يجد الراحة-وأن من يشهر السكين هو وحده الذي ينقذ اسحق”
― Søren Kierkegaard, quote from Fear and Trembling
“On a June day, a young woman in a summer dress steps off a Chicago-bound bus into a small midwestern town. She doesn't intend to stay. She is just passing through. Yet her stopping here has a reason and it is part of a story that you will never forget.”
― Danielle Steel, quote from The Gift
“They say that, if we manage to live without too great an effort, it is entirely owing to the automatism which makes us unconscious of a great part of our movements. In order to take one single step, it seems, we displace an infinite number of muscles, and yet, thanks to this automatism, we are unaware of it. The same thing happens in our relations with other people.”
― Alberto Moravia, quote from Contempt
“Krampus's voice trailed off, he glanced at Jesse. Jesse's head lay on his shoulder, his eyes closed; there came no sign of breath.
"It appears I am talking to myself." Krampus crossed his arms atop his chest and grunted.”
― Brom, quote from Krampus: The Yule Lord
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