#jonathan

I like to see people reunited, maybe that's a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all the change, I like the hugging, the brining together, the end of missing someone. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#young-adult-fiction #change

During a moment of silence I close my eyes tight and let the birds take me. When I opened my eyes I saw her. ↗

— Jonathan Hull

#losing-julia #love-at-first-sight #love

Instead of treating your child like how you were treated. Treat them with the same love and attention you wanted from your parents while growing up. ↗

— Jonathan Anthony Burkett

#bad-parenting #beating #inspirational-quotes #jonathan-anthony-burkett #kids

After a gig I always head back to the hotel, remembering granny's words of wisdom. I cancel the late-night pizza and watch the Jonathan Ross show instead. ↗

— Jimmy Carr

#always #back #cancel #gig #granny

Cabal regarded her with mild amusement. “Smile when you whisper,” he advised her. “You’re supposed to be flirting with me, if you recall?” She stared at him icily. Then suddenly her expression thawed and she smiled winsomely, her eyes dewy with romantic love. “Oh, sweetheart… somebody tried to kill you? Whosoever would do such a thing to my nimpty-bimpty snookums?” Cabal could not have been more horrified if she’d pulled off her face to reveal a gaping chasm of eternal night from which glistening tentacles coiled and groped. That had already happened to him once in his life, and he wasn’t keen to repeat the experience. “What?” he managed in a dry whisper. “Smile when you whisper,” she said, her expression fixed and blood-curdlingly coquettish. You’re supposed to be flirting with me, remember?” “Please don’t do that. ↗

— Jonathan L. Howard

#jonathan-l-howard #leonie-barrow #experience