#mel

I kicked off my shoes and pulled his hand away from the wheel so I could straddle his lap and hold him. His grip on me was excruciatingly tight, but I didn't complain. We were on an insanely busy street, with endless cars rumbling past on one side and a crush of pedestrians on the other, but neither of us cared. He was shaking violently, as if he were sobbing uncontrollably, but he made no sound and shed no tears. The sky cried for him, the rain coming down hard and angry, steaming off the ground. ↗

— Sylvia Day

#erotica-romance #eva-tramell #gideon-cross #romance-novels #business

Sex that's planned like a business transaction is a turnoff for me..... Listen to yourself. Why even call it a fuck? Why not be clear and call it a seminal emission in a pre-approved orifice?" (Eva to Gideon) ↗

— Sylvia Day

#eva-tramell #business

I want to create a cologne that smells like a whisper. It’ll be for all the secret admirers out there.
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— Jarod Kintz

#cologne #fragrance #invent #invention #secret-admirer

Though why should we expect age to mellow us? If it isn't life's business to reward merit, why should it be life's business to give us warm, comfortable feelings towards its end? What possible evolutionary purpose could nostalgia serve? ↗

— Julian Barnes

#history #mellow #memory #merit #nostalgia

First dates are like homeless vagrants: despite all efforts to avoid them, they’re always at McDonalds and you end up without any spare change. ↗

— Bauvard

#first-dates #funny #homelessness #love #change

and if we can change things that have already happened if those planes can fly in uneasy formation if that splinter moon can blow away the shadows then anything, anything at all. ↗

— Jaclyn Moriarty

#inspirational #change

I just don't want them to change me, if I'm going to die I still want to be me. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#peeta-mellark #change

It’s okay. I’m—” “Fine?” Joseph chimed in. “Obviously not. You need to be checked out by a doctor.” “I am a doctor.” I rolled my eyes at him, but that didn’t deter him from his train of thought. “Not that kind of doctor.” “What is ‘that kind of doctor’ going to say when they see my shimmering pink blood, Joseph?” I changed my voice to mimic one of a concerned doctor. “I’m sorry ma’am, you appear to be suffering from a mild case of Pretty Pretty Princess syndrome. Have you ingested any magical woodland faeries recently? ↗

— Laura Kreitzer

#faeries #fantasy #humor #soul-stalker #timeless-series-fiction

Then you must reconcile yourself to the fact that something is always hurt by any change. If you do this, you will not be hurt yourself. ↗

— Roger Zelazny

#eternity #free-will #maturity #melancholy #pain

No one was ever good enough for anybody's precious sons. No one ever called daughters precious, and why was that? Things had not changed very much. In the end women like Emily and Ingrid and Freya and Joanna only had one another to lean on. The men were wonderful when they were around, but their fires burned too bright, they lived too close to the sun - look what happened to her boy, and to her man. Gone. Women only had one another in the end. ↗

— Melissa de la Cruz

#melissa-de-la-cruz #witches-of-east-end #change