#rush

This put me very close to Jay and it was as uncomfortable as it was mystifying. It was uncomfortable because I still wasn’t sure I liked him all that much. It was mystifying because his intense stares were unlike anything I’d ever experienced; they were hard but soft at the same time, commanding but beautiful. ↗

— Amanda Kelly

#crush #romance #beauty

So Jude was still Jude, I was still me, and we were still us. About the only thing that had changed was our bank account, just like he’d promised. ↗

— Nicole Williams

#jude-ryder #lucy-larson #change

Jude had promised me that the money and the fame wouldn’t change him, and he’d been right. He still swaggered around in his Cons and Levi’s and drank cheap beer, but, most important, he still looked at me like I was his whole world. ↗

— Nicole Williams

#epilogue #jude-ryder #lucy-larson #change

Oh, those warm days of stumbling words; blinded eyes, embracing in sweet slow dances and sipping courage from a bottle for sneaking kisses. ↗

— Kellie Elmore

#kiss #kisses #kissing #love #relationships

And there stood Basta with his foot already on another dead body, smiling. Why not? He had hit his target, and it was the target he had been aiming for all along: Dustfinger’s heart, his stupid heart. It broke in two as he held Farid in his arms, it simply broke in two, although he had taken such good care of it all these years. ↗

— Cornelia Funke

#death #dustfinger #death

What man or woman of common sense now doubts the intellectual capacity of colored people? Who does not know, that with all our efforts as a nation to crush and annihilate the mind of this portion of our race, we have never yet been able to do it. ↗

— Angelina Grimke

#annihilate #been #capacity #colored #common

Are you aware that rushing toward a goal is a sublimated death wish? It's no coincidence we call them 'deadlines. ↗

— Tom Robbins

#goals #rushing #death

Not so long ago we were all a tightly knit group of friends. Too bad someone had ripped apart the stitches that held us together, unraveling the cozy blanket of our friendship and leaving just enough strands to hang ourselves with. ↗

— E.J. Stevens

#friendship #paranormal #spirit-guide-series #teen #young-adult

My heart, always so strong in the past, was like the fishnet stockings that clung to my legs—torn, shredded, and full of gaping holes. ↗

— E.J. Stevens

#paranormal #spirit-guide-series #teen #ya #young-adult

Get busy with the issue! In this regard, time is not friendly…nor should it be. ↗

— T.F. Hodge

#friend #friendly #hurry #issue #matter