#hai

Amorous cat, alas You too must yowl with your love... or even worse, without! ↗

— Yaha

#love #love

Old pond — frogs jumped in — sound of water ↗

— Matsuo Bashō

#poetry-love-spirituality #love

...every time I look at you autumn leaves come in between - does it matter they're the color of your hair - or they still fall in my memory?... ↗

— John Geddes

#hair-color #love #memories #love

I decided to masturbate with shampoo instead of conditioner today. Because yolo. Things Jesus never said. ↗

— Dave Matthes

#bastard #booze #comedy #conditioner #crack

I felt like calling attention to AIDS. I had the AIDS ribbon colored into my hair during the playoffs in '95. ↗

— Dennis Rodman

#attention #calling #colored #during #felt

But you said you've never been shocked that many times in a row before.” I grin at him. “I bet we can make that happen again. It probably works like a car battery. We’ll have to try shocking you a few times in a row again.” He rolls over onto his back, puts his arms above his head and grins, his eyes sparkling. “I’m all yours gorgeous, make me yelp. ↗

— Michelle Abbott

#love #romance #love

Phyllida's hair was where her power resided. It was expensively set into a smooth dome, like a band shell for the presentation of that long-running act, her face. ↗

— Jeffrey Eugenides

#face #faces #hair #personal-appearance #simile

You may exist in this world--but I exist too and I will not yield ↗

— Matthew Quick

#inspirational #optimism #inspirational

Every author, however modest, keeps a most outrageous vanity chained like a madman in the padded cell of his breast. ↗

— Logan P. Smith

#cell #chained #every #his #however

You're not like other Wasps." "Aren't I?" Aagen smiled, but it was a painful smile. "No doubt you've killed my kinsmen by the score." "A few," Salma allowed. "Well, next time you shed my kinden's blood, think on this: we are but men, no less nor more than other men, and we strive and feel joy and fail as men have always done. We live in the darkness that is the birthright of us all, that of hurt and ignorance, only sometimes... sometimes there comes the sun." He let the bowl fall from his fingers to the floor, watching it spin and settle, unbroken. ↗

— Adrian Tchaikovsky

#aagen-s-joy #birthright #darkness #grief-in-chains #here-comes-the-sun