#fat

Just stay close to us. If we get in trouble, we'll kill everything. ↗

#cerise #fate-s-edge #funny #ilona-andrews #the-edge

An evil spark flared in his eyes. "Trade: raccoon for some answers. ↗

#funny #ilona-andrews #kaldar #raccoon #the-edge

This doesn't mean you're getting a discount." Audrey heaved a mock sigh. "Oh well. I guess I'll have to ply you with sexual favors, then." Gnome choked on the soup. "I'm old enough to be your grandfather!" Audrey winked at him, gathering the empty bags. "But you're not. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#fate-s-edge #funny #gnome #ilona-andrews #the-edge

I guess it was what my friend Phoolendu at the yoga studio would call kismet. That's like fate, but much more dramatic. ↗

— Robin Palmer

#funny #kismet #funny

Tom, don't let anybody kid you. It's all personal, every bit of business. Every piece of shit every man has to eat every day of his life is personal. They call it business. OK. But it's personal as hell. You know where I learned that from? The Don. My old man. The Godfather. If a bolt of lightning hit a friend of his the old man would take it personal. He took my going into the Marines personal. That's what makes him great. The Great Don. He takes everything personal Like God. He knows every feather that falls from the tail of a sparrow or however the hell it goes? Right? And you know something? Accidents don't happen to people who take accidents as a personal insult. ↗

— Mario Puzo

#don #godfather #mario #michael #puzo

In World War One, they called it shell shock. Second time around, they called it battle fatigue. After 'Nam, it was post-traumatic stress disorder. ↗

— Jan Karon

#post-traumatic-stress-disorder #shell-shock #vietnam-war #war #world-war-one

Enormous? Did you just call me FAT? I am not fat. - Jace ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-ashes #fat #humor #jace #mortal-instruments

Never love someone beneath your level of evolution. If you want a monkey, you can visit one at your local zoo. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#humor #infatuation #love #relationships #humor

Compassionate love may be strong. It sobs, it burns, then it wipes away its tears – and it does nothing. ↗