#mac

I see God in a sunrise, not in repetitious ritual. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#mac

I’m asking the questions tonight.” One day I was going to write a book: How to Dictate to a Dictator and Evade an Evader, subtitled How to Handle Jericho Barrons. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

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Home, Ms. Lane?” His deep voice was gently amused. “I have to call it something,” I said morosely. “They say home is where the heart is. I think mine’s satin-lined and six feet under. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#bloodfever #mac #mac

And you can tell Darroc that Ms. Lane is mine. If he wants her, he can bloody well come and get her ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#dreamfever #fiona #mac #mac

Work is not always required. There is such a thing as sacred idleness. ↗

— George MacDonald

#meditation #solitude #mac

Accept me or kill me MacKayla. But choose. Fucking Choose. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

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When you know who I am. Let me be your man. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#mac #mac

He raised a brow. 'Petunia, Ms. Lane?' I scowled. "Ass, Barrons. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#darkfever #mac #mac

They'll try to kill you." "Good thing I'm hard to kill." Only one thing concerned me. "Will you?" "Never. I'm the one who will always watch over you. Always be there to fuck you back to your senses when you need it, the one who will never let you die. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#mac #mac

Juno MacGuff: Nah... I mean, I'm already pregnant, so what other kind of shenanigans could I get into? ↗

— Diablo Cody

#teenagers #mac