#jam

It ain't always rocket science, sometimes a door is just a door. ↗

— James Rollins

#judas-strain #sigma-force #thriller #science

Kenzie approached sheepishly, one half of the broken rattan in her hand. "Sorry," she said, holding up the ruined weapon with a helpless gesture. "It...uh...died a noble death. I can only hope it gave that thing a wicked tongue splinter. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#noble #rattan #splinter #death

Or like in the early 70's when we had the reaction against acid rock and all the fuzz tone, and feedback, and the noise. And you had James Taylor and everyone went acoustic and that. ↗

— Lester Bangs

#acoustic #against #early #everyone #feedback

James Joyce was a synthesizer, trying to bring in as much as he could. I am an analyzer, trying to leave out as much as I can. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#analyzer #bring #could #i #i am

Shakespeare said pretty well everything and what he left out, James Joyce, with a judge from meself, put in. ↗

— Brendan Behan

#james #james joyce #joyce #judge #left

I'm on a team with LeBron James and Chris Bosh, and they both dress well. It gets competitive. If I don't bring my A game, they're going to outshine me. ↗

— Dwyane Wade

#bring #chris #competitive #dress #game

My relationship with everyone in Jamaica is good. ↗

— Usain Bolt

#good #jamaica #relationship

I can't really live outside Jamaica. I can be away, but only for a while. ↗

— Usain Bolt

#i #i can #jamaica #live #only

I know we're fucked up, all right? I'm impulsive, and hot-tempered, and you get under my skin like no one else. You act like you hate me one minute, and then you need me the next. I never get anything right, and I don't deserve you...but I fucking love you, Abby. I love you more than I've loved anyone or anything, ever. When you're around, I don't need booze, or money, or the fighting, or the one-night stands...all I need is you. You're all I think about. You're all I dream about. You're all I want. - Travis ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#jamie #love #mcguire #travis #beauty

You’re sorry? I damn near drank myself to death, I could barely get out of bed, I shattered my phone into a million pieces on New Year’s Eve to keep from calling you … and you’re sorry?” I bit my lip and nodded, ashamed. I had no idea what he’d been through, and hearing his say the words made sharp pain twist inside my chest. “I’m so … so sorry.” “You’re forgiven,” he said with a grin. “Don’t ever do it again.” “I won’t. I promise.” He flashed his dimple and shook his head. “I fucking love you. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beautiful-disaster #forgiven #jamie-mcguire #love #sweet