#she

I find her anecdotes more efficacious than sheep-counting, rain on a tin roof, or alanol tablets.... you will find me and Morpheus, off in a corner, necking. ↗

— Dorothy Parker

#counting-sheep #humour #boredom

Andy once clipped a magazine article about how black dogs are always the last to be adopted at shelters and, therefore, more likely to be put down. Which is totally Dog Racism, if you ask me. ↗

— Stephanie Perkins

#animals #black #dogs #racism #racism

Wish on everything. Pink cars are good, especially old ones. And stars of course, first stars and shooting stars. Planes will do if they are the first light in the sky and look like stars. Wish in tunnels, holding your breath and lifting your feet off the ground. Birthday candles. Baby teeth. ↗

— Francesca Lia Block

#wishes #wishes

You have been in Afghanistan I perceive. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#watson #sherlock-holmes

Simple. Atlantis can't be found." He scoffed at her. " You're the second person to tell me that in less than an hour. ↗

— Sherrilyn Kenyon

#atlantis #greek-mythology #sherrilyn-kenyon #mythology

Did you really believe I was Toby? Puh-lease. I would have killed myself too. I mean, honestly - ew. He totally had it coming. Karma's a bitch, and so am I - just ask Aria, Emily, Hanna, and Spencer.... ↗

— Sara Shepard

#pretty-little-liars #sara-shepard #karma

Everywhere he touches is fire. My whole body is burning up, the two of us becoming twin points of the same bright white flame. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#burning-up #delirium #fire #lauren-oliver #lena-holloway

Especially well known around the office is my weakness for dyspareunist women. Most people would find such disparity in unity repelling, but it harmonizes perfectly with my personal tastes. ↗

— Benson Bruno

#funny #harmony #funny

Say it again.” She giggled before she said, “I love you.” “Oh, baby, I love you. More than you’ll ever know. ↗

— Toni Aleo

#shea-adler #love

We stand there for a moment, staring at each other, savoring it. And then all at once, we slam together. Mia's legs are off the ground, wrapped around my waist, her hands dipping in my hair, my hands tangled in hers. And our lips. There isn't enough skin, enough spit, enough time, for the lost years that our lips are trying to make up for as they find each other. We kiss. The electric current switches to high. The lights throughout all of Brooklyn must be surging. ↗

— Gayle Forman

#gayle-forman #if-i-stay #mia-hall #romance #where-she-went