#ben

What's with the serum?" I don't know, but it sounds ominous. We better put a telepathic direction finder on Benway. The man's not to be trusted. Might do almost anything...Turn a massacre into a sex orgy..." Or a joke." Precisely. Arty type...No principles... ↗

— William S. Burroughs

#arty-type #benway #burroughs #naked-lunch #art

Tata profeţeşte, în continuare, aghezmuind cu pensula de vopsea. Zice că dacă au desfiinţat Şcoala Blajului, azi-mâine - or să desfiinţeze şi Biserica Unită, cine să-i împiedice, ba chiar o să le sară în ajutor Sfânta Biserică Ortodoxă, crezînd că astfel are să întoarcă la turmă oiţele rătăcite la 1700... Mai zice tata ce-a mai zis, că vrem, nu vrem, greco-catolicii ardeleni ne-au învăţat carte - din păcate nu ăi pe noi, Basarabenii, căzuţi sub Ruşi. Ne ţine tata, pentru a nu ştiu câta oară, conferinţă cu Şcoala Ardeleană şi zice că, de n-ar fi fost papistaşii Maior, Micu, Şincai, şi în ziua de azi ar fi moţăit Românul la umbră turcească, neînstare să se apere măcar de muştele care-i intrau în gură; ar fi pirotit şi-acum pe ceardac, pufăind din narghilè şi horpăind, în somn, din cahfè... ↗

— Paul Goma

#goma #rusi #scoala-ardeleana #art

What art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? Turn thee Benvolio, look upon thy death. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#death #tybalt #art

The look in her eyes told me that under any other circumstances, I would either already be naked with her on top of me, or lying in a pool of my own blood on the rug. ↗

— Christina Lauren

#humour #beauty

Wait, you remember that?" "Of course I remember that. You sounded like a frat boy and looked like a fucking model. What man could ever forget that?" "I would have given anything to know what you were thinking right then." "I was thinking, 'Highly fuckable intern, twelve o'clock. Disengage, soldier. I repeat, disengae. ↗

— Christina Lauren

#humour #beauty

Wow, top five percent of your class at Northwestern. Nice!" Joel said and then looked over at me. "Bet you're glad to have someone so amazing working under you, huh?" Chloe coughed slightly, bringing her napkin up from her lap to cover her mouth. I smiled as I quickly glanced over to her and then back to Joel. "Yes, its absolutely amazing having Miss Mills under me. She always gets the job done. ↗

— Christina Lauren

#humour #beauty

She'd proven to be one of the most aggravating people I'd ever met. Unfortunately for me, she was also the best sex I'd ever had. Fuck, he'd better never get that far. I wasn't sure I knew where to hide a body around here. ↗

— Christina Lauren

#humour #beauty

I wanted her in a way that made me feel like every second I was sated and starving. ↗

— Christina Lauren

#beauty

I realized my room was just next to hers. It was a mirror image of her room, but completely different in all of the ways that couldn't be seen. This shower hadn't washed away our pretenses last night; we hadn't slept together, curled around each other in this bed. These walls hadn't been filled with the sounds of her coming apart beneath me. This desk wasn't broken from a late-morning quickie. ↗

— Christina Lauren

#beauty

I woke up when my pillow was yanked out from under my head and Chloe mumbled something incoherent about spinach and hot dogs. The woman was a sleep-talking, restless bed hog. ↗

— Christina Lauren

#humour #beauty