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One of the really bad things you can do to your writing is to dress up the vocabulary, looking for long words because you're maybe a little bit ashamed of your short ones. This is like dressing up a household pet in evening clothes. The pet is embarrassed and the person who committed this act of premeditated cuteness should be even more embarrassed. ↗

— Stephen King

#dress-up #embarrassing #style #vocabulary #writing

The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#crime #detective #mystery #novel #chance

It's hard to believe in coincidence, but it's even harder to believe in anything else. ↗

— John Green

#chance #chaos #coincidence #chance

In the space between chaos and shape there was another chance. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#chaos #space #transition #chance

What's wrong, little sis? You look upset." She could barely catch her breath. "Cracked...my...nail polish slapping your... worthless face. See?" She showed him her finger - just one of them. "Cute" He snorted. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#sebastian #wrong

Okay, this was kissing. Serious kissing. Not just a kiss before moving out, not a good-bye, this was Hello, sexy, and wow, she’d never even suspected that it could feel this way. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#morganville-vampires #sweet #sexy

Even as a junkie I stayed true [to vegetarianism] - 'I shall have heroin, but I shan't have a hamburger.' What a sexy little paradox. ↗

— Russell Brand

#drugs #heroin #vegetarianism #sexy

I know something you don't....and that is.... I'M NOT WEARING ANY UNDERWEAR! We're gonna get sexy for a minute! ↗

— Gerard Way

#my-chemical-romance #song-lyrics #sexy

I laughed as I twisted to face him and raised my arm to hit in one move. He caught my wrist and my laugh caught in my throat. A mischievous grin curved my mouth as I raised my other hand to hit him. He reached over me and caught that wrist too, gently pinning my arms above my head as he straddled my hips. The space between us boiled my blood. ↗

— Michelle Hodkin

#couples #hot #mara-dyer #noah-shaw #sexy

The Doctor: Sorry, do you have a name? Idris: Seven hundred years and finally he asks. The Doctor: But what do I call you? Idris: I think you call me... Sexy? The Doctor: [embarrassed] Only when we're alone. Idris: We are alone. The Doctor: Oh. Come on then, Sexy. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#the-doctors-wife #sexy