#sk

Breckin, this is Holder. Holder is not my boyfriend, but if I catch him trying to break the record for best first kiss with another girl, then he'll soon be my not breathing non-boyfriend. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#holder #sky #sky

...nothing wonderful lasted forever. Joy was as fleeting as a shooting star that crossed the evening sky, ready to blink out at any moment. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#happiness #impermanence #joy #star #sky

Aaah ... when two Neptunes appear in the sky it is a sure sign that a midget in glasses is being born, Harry... ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#superstition #sky

And lastly from that period I remember riding in a taxi one afternoon between very tall buildings under a mauve and rosy sky; I began to bawl because I had everything I wanted and knew I would never be so happy again. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#sadness #sky

Ellen had said that her mother was afraid of the ocean, that it was too cold and too big. The sky was, too, thought Annemarie. The whole world was: too cold, too big. And too cruel. ↗

— Lois Lowry

#cruel #sky #world #ocean

As her newest apprentice, it had been my job to go to the market every morning. I had gotten all the jobs no one else wanted, but I had treated each task as if it had been essential to do well -- a trick I had learned from my father. ↗

— Maria V. Snyder

#task #marketing

It's really not as bad as it sounds. I was attacked by a shark once, back when I was alive. Well, not so much a shark as a rather large fish. And not so much attacked as looked at menacingly. But it had murder in its eyes, that fish. I knew, in that instant, if our roles had been reversed and the fish had been holding the fishing pole and I had been the one to be caught, it wouldn't hesitate a moment before eating me. So I cooked it and ate before it had a chance to turn the tables. ↗

— Derek Landy

#cooking

Scotch whisky is made from barley and the morning dew on angel's nipples. ↗

— Warren Ellis

#drinking #whisky #alcohol

Whisky, gambling and Ferraris are better than housework. ↗

— Françoise Sagan

#whisky #feminism

EA: Is it the smoke that smells like vanilla? Audience: Yeah. EA: Yeah, they do that to mask the chemicals that are actually killing you. ↗

— Emilie Autumn

#mask #autumn