#i

I will cover you with love when next I see you, with caresses, with ecstasy. I want to gorge you with all the joys of the flesh, so that you faint and die. I want you to be amazed by me, and to confess to yourself that you had never even dreamed of such transports... When you are old, I want you to recall those few hours, I want your dry bones to quiver with joy when you think of them. ↗

— Gustave Flaubert

#passion #romance #dreams

keep looking at me like that," he warned, leaning casually into the counter and sipping his coffee. "see what happens." "i'm going to lose my job over you." "i'd give you another one." i snorted. "as what? your sex slave?" "what a provocative suggestion. let's discuss. ↗

— Sylvia Day

#crossfire-series #eva-tramell #gideon-cross #coffee

I’ll tug at your breasts like a thirsty child. Try not to burn your nipples in my hot coffee. While you’re at it, I also like sugar in my coffee. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#breasts #child #coffee #cream #drink

One man’s “magic” is another man’s engineering. “Supernatural” is a null word. ↗

— Robert A. Heinlein

#magic #supernatural

Coffee first. Schemes later. ↗

— Leanna Renee Hieber

#natalia-stewart #coffee

It's not a silly question if you can't answer it. ↗

— Jostein Gaarder

#questions

Life was about to take her away from here. Fro the place where she'd become herself. This sold little village that never changed but helped its inhabitants to change. She's arrived straight from art college full of avant-garde ideas, wearing shades of gray and seeing the world in black and white. So sure of herself. But here, in the middle of nowhere, she'd discovered color. And nuance. She'd learned this from the villagers, who'd been generous enough to lend her their souls to paint. Not as perfect human beings, but as flawed, struggling men and women. Filled with fear and uncertainty and, in at least one case, martinis. ↗

— Louise Penny

#art

It’s who I am. I can’t just pretend to be some normal kid. That won’t work either. They’ll never leave me alone. But here’s what I know: a block is a strike, and the more an adversary thinks he has succeeded, the more devastating the strike will be. ↗

— Jacques Antoine

#high-school #martial-arts #wuxia #art

Ladles and Jellyspoons, all rise for...ʻTRIUMPHʼ. And by Jupiter what a triumph it is! ... For yet again the unfeasibly huge, nay the monstrously Gigantic, creative genius of the inimitable Mr. Greg Broadmore, delivers us from evil. Expanding the universe according to Dr.Grordbort, which teems with its ever growing cast of splendiferous characters, creatures, and (most importantly) weapons, and is led by the greatest bombast in the history of fiction, Lord Cockswain himself, GBʼs latest tome of magnificence once more separates the mere pretender from the true originator of fantasy art. This outing has me feeling that we have reached a tipping point in the evolution of the oeuvre, where we cannot BUT believe that this world is real, that these microscopically detailed inventions are not fanciful conceptual constructs, but an authentic a depiction as any of our Glorious past, present... and perhaps our future. ↗

— Andy Serkis

#dr-grordbort-s #grordbort #triumph #weta #art

Promise me you'll never go away. Promise me you'll always stay. ↗

— Tegan Quin

#my-number #never-go-away #promise-me #sara-quin #tegan-and-sara