“But in high school the business of irrevocable choices began. Doors slipped shut with a faint locking click that was only heared clearly in the dreams of later years.”
“We'll just have to get along. That's what people do, you know? They just get along. And try to help each other.”
“...it was more like bleeding than crying.”
“It would perhaps not be amiss to point out that he had always tried to be a good dog. He had tried to do all the things his MAN and his WOMAN, and most of all his BOY, had asked or expected of him. He would have died for them, if that had been required. He had never wanted to kill anybody. He had been struck by something, possibly destiny, or fate, or only a degenerative nerve disease called rabies. Free will was not a factor.”
“All the logic in the world could not blunt the pain. Logic could not blunt her terrible sense of personal failure. Only time would do those things, and time would do an imperfect job.”
“...it was amazing, wasn't it, how bad you could hurt when there was nothing physically wrong.”
“The world was full of monsters, and they were all allowed to bite the innocent and the unwary”
“There is no bad time for good news.”
“Maybe he was as mad as he said he was, but she could see only a species of miserable fright. Suddenly, like the thud of a boxing glove on her mouth, she saw how close to the edge of everything he was. The agency was tottering, that was bad enough, and now, on top of that, like a grisly dessert following a putrid main course, his marriage was tottering too. She felt a rush of warmth for him, for this man she had sometimes hated and had, for the last three hours at least, feared. A kind of epiphany filled her. Most of all, she hoped he would always think he had been as mad as hell, and not . . . not the way his face said he felt.”
“The two of them had discovered it was all right to open the closets...as long as you didn't poke too far back in them. Because things might still be lurking there, ready to bite.”
“surely they had passed the worst. All the luck had been against them, but sooner or later even the worst luck changes.”
“If loyalty was toilet paper... we'd be hard-pressed to wipe our asses, old buddy.”
“He tilted back in the decaying lawn chair, almost went over on his back, and used up some more of his screwdriver. The screwdriver was in a glass he had gotten free from a McDonald's restaurant. There was some sort of purple animal on the glass. Something called a Grimace. Gary ate a lot of his meals at the Castle Rock McDonald's, where you could still get a cheap hamburger. Hamburgers were good. But as for the Grimace... and Mayor McCheese... and Monsieur Ronald Fucking McDonald... Gary Pervier didn't give a shit for any of them.”
“Abrakadabra, und alles verwandelt sich in einen großen Haufen Scheiße.”
“Todo el espectro del mundo auditivo era suyo. Oía las campanadas del cielo y los ásperos gritos que surgían del infierno. En su locura, oía lo real y lo irreal.”
“Charity had discovered there were things you didn't want to tell. Shame wasn't the reason. Sometimes it was just better-kinder- to keep up a front”
“All the luck had been against them, but sooner or later even the worst luck changes”
“Aspiraba el olor de la locura en un viento que aún no había llegado.”
“Trató de pensar con coherencia y
simplemente no pudo
hacerlo.”
“¿Por qué no podía enfadarse? ¿Por qué tenía que estar tan cochinamente asustado?”
“Una absurda palabra antigua acudió a su mente. Burlado, pensó. He sido burlado.”
“Él le había hecho daño, le había hecho mucho daño, y el mundo era un terrible embrollo de sensaciones e impresiones...”
“Tiempo, pensó. Tiempo y perspectiva. Hay que darle eso. Si le obligas, le perderás con toda seguridad.”
“Rostros. Voces. Habitaciones. Escenas. Libros. El terror de este momento, pensando VOY A MORIR...”
“En la oscuridad no parecía importar que casi todas las respuestas fueran absurdas.”
“Había tenido ocasión de echar una buena mirada a su vida y había visto que todo había sido un decorado teatral y falsas apariencias.”
“Donna tuvo la sensación de que ambos habían llegado a conocerse íntimamente y que no podría haber descanso ni término para ninguno de los dos hasta que hubieran explorado aquella terrible relación y hubieran llegado a una conclusión definitiva.”
“¿Por qué?. ¿Por qué había podido ocurrir algo así?. ¿Cómo habían podido confabularse tantos acontecimientos juntos?.”
“My fingers draw up her back and tangle into her hair. “They’ll never separate us.”
“Never,” she repeats.
Our lips crush together, our bodies pressed tight. An inferno of lips and hands and movements that continues to grow in heat. The blanket falls away as Rachel slides her legs so that she straddles me. On the verge of burning up completely, I groan and cling to her small frame. Her hands drift under my shirt, leaving a singeing trail.
We’ve become a wildfire. Almost unstoppable. I kiss her neck and the beautiful sounds escaping her mouth encourage me further. My hands skim under her shirt, up her back, linger for seconds near her bra, and I gently nip her ear when I feel lace.
Images pour into my mind of what she’d look like with her shirt off, then her jeans. My fist traps strands of her hair. “I want you, Rachel.”
And because I do, I kiss her fully on the mouth—nothing left to the imagination. Every fantasy becomes a reality with that one embrace.”
“Ever notice how people wait until they're not going to see you anymore to say something nice to you?”
“At first when the Paladin heard us tell about the glories of the Royal Audience he was broken-hearted because he was not taken with us to it; next, his talk was full of what he would have done if he had been there; and within two days he was telling what he did do when he was there.”
“I was tired of secrets, tired of seeing things I was not supposed to see. And so I just cried.”
“She whispers in my ear: ‘"Tell me that you wan' fuck me hard, make me sweat." In the excitement, she misses out a word. "I want to fuck you so hard that your body drips with sweat," I say, grammatically.”
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