J J Snow Quotes
He held up his hand, and in it was... Oh, God. The neon-pink vibrator, glowing in the dark now. It was following her, stalking her, all the way down the yellow brick road to hell.
We'll have all night for slow and sweet, " she said softly. "But right now, I really want that hard and fast you mentioned earlier.
Stop talking, " she said boldly as she closed the distance between them until they were touching. "We can walk to the bedroom or you can carry me but if you don't decide soon I may just go insane.
Do you have any idea how badly I want to pick you up and carry you into my bedroom and make love to you?
Reece?" she asked softly."Hmmm?""Kiss me."And he did. There wasn't even a possibility of saying no.
Pete's a good guy.""He just slept with my mother!""I didn't say he was perfect.
She slid on the helmet. "Thanks, Prince Charming." "Huh?" "You know, Cinderella, " she said. "The prince had her slipper and you had my helmet...
He turns off the techno-shit in his goggles. All it does is confuse him
... as Eskimo language is to snow, so archaic English is to 'metal objects designed to cause harm'.
For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds /Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.
You both talk too much, ” the kid says. “Shut up. Don’t make me tell you again.”We shut up, which I find hysterically funny.
Snow was the most beautiful thing Amitola had ever seen. It fell so gracefully and drizzled her skin like a cold whisper.
Her sadness makes her impossibly beautiful, like snow blanketing a barren landscape.
...I hardly ever see your profile, but have I told you it's beautiful? - like the soft gentle lines of snow...
you cross the field in the snow leaving tracks in perfect whiteness ...disturbing my placid universe...marking the landscape within me ...
Any sentence that combined "I love you" and "but" could not be good.
...freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night...
On gray days, when it's snowing or raining, I think you should be able to call up a judge and take an oath that you'll just read a good book all day, and he'd allow you to stay home.
There's been a lot to get used to here." Esther laughed. "Isn't that the truth. I don't know if you ever get used to it really. It just gets in your blood so that you can't stand to be anywhere else.
In our country we call this type of mother love teng ai. My son has told me that in men's writing it is composed of two characters. The first means pain
If hope is a feeling that can defeat fear, then at that time I walked uphill through a bed of snow, my tracks were of joyful determination.
Sofi could see the lights in the distance, like the stars hanging above and the planet perched in the sky. Waiting breathless by the moon for them to visit in their rocket ship.
My parents lie somewhere beneath the snow, buried with my mortal life.
To grow up is to wonder about things
Thats what happens to Snow in Texas, lady. It freaking MELTS!!" Leo Valdez- The Lost Hero
Technology is a queer thing
Deb and I were married on a snowy night - wind cross-wove a veil of snow for her then threw confetti at us as we left the lighted church...
Why would the stars want to look down on such as me?
He felt that the stars had been pulverized by the sound of the black jets and that in the morning the earth would be covered with their dust like a strange snow.
the fragrance of pine resin is frankincense poured out—a balm of stars and snow and moonlit nights
She is so lovely she could kill you without you even noticing it. A monster girl who knows when to kiss and when to kill.
Life and summer are fleeting, ’ sang the bird. ‘Snow and dark, and the winter comes. Nothing remains the same.
Never Forget Who You Are Beacause Its Like Forgetingg Water Is Wet, The Sun Is Bright, Snow Is Cold.Its Rudunent.
Cath exhaled. Then inhaled. Her chest was so tight, it hurt both ways. Levi shouldn't get to make her feel this way - he shouldn't even have access to her chest.
In the darkness and the snow, the street is emptyand it is just the night, the ice and me.
So they went running together, silent, toward the vast wastes of snow where no living thing but they two moved under the stars of night.
Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals. He went bounding on and on, right on the spine of the world, thrust out against the night sky
I love early snow now, though. Especially snow that happens when you least expect it and just sprinkles down for a while. It feels like a secret.