#kin

And I'm a bad boy 'cause I don't even miss her. I'm a bad boy for breakin her heart ↗

— Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers

#song-lyrics #song-lyrics

Loving humanity means as much, and as little, as loving raindrops, or loving the Milky Way. You say that you love humanity? Are you sure you aren’t treating yourself to easy self-congratulation, seeking approval, making certain you’re on the right side? ↗

— Julian Barnes

#humanity #mankind #love

As the crow flies. That’s how she liked to walk. So what if she had nowhere to go? So what if no one on earth knew or probably cared where she was or when she’d get home? That wasn’t the point. It didn’t mean she had to take the long way. She was starting a new school in the morning, and she meant to put as much distance between herself and tomorrow as she could. Walking fast didn’t stop the earth’s slow roll, but sometimes it felt like it could. ↗

— Francine Pascal

#alone #distance #tomorrow #walking #home

At only ten a.m., Edgar found himself already eyeing the Doritos on the counter. One thing he hadn't anticipated about the 'home office' was Snack Syndrome; lately his mental energies divided evenly between his new calling (worrying about money, which substituted neatly for earning it) and not stuffing his face. ↗

— Lionel Shriver

#snacking #home

When I got home I peered down at the lobster to see how he was doing. The inner plastic bag was sucked tight around him and clouded up. It looked like something out of an eighties made-for-TV movie, with some washed-up actress taking too many pills and trying to off herself with a Macy's bag. ↗

— Julie Powell

#humor #lobster #home

I'm so tired, Katniss. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #mockingjay #peeta #the-hunger-games #katniss

She had started driving past his apartment to see whether or not his car was out front. She had looked up his phone number, and twice she had called his apartment from the pay phone in school, knowing he wouldn’t be at home, just so she could hear how sexy his voice sounded on his answering machine. Was this what falling in love was supposed to feel like? ↗

— Francine Pascal

#stalking #sweet-valley #unbalanced #home

Although I was able to maintain a pleasant expression, I was mentally throwing up in her face. ↗

— Augusten Burroughs

#humor #magical-thinking #humor

I wished the kiss could have gone on forever. Breaking the embrace, he ran a few fingers through my hair and down my cheek. He stepped back toward the door. "I'll see you later, Roza" "At our next practice?" I asked. "We are starting those up again, right? I mean, you still have things to teach me." "Yes. Lots of things. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#breaking-up

as I [Eve] was the only cook in all Christendom at the time, the idea of not coming home to dinner never occurred to Adam... It is true that at times he criticised my cooking, but in view of certain ancestral limitations from which he suffered, I never had to sit quietly and listen to an exasperating disquisition on the Pies That Mother Used To Make... ↗

— John Kendrick Bangs

#humor #home