#brad

I wanted to write “stay” on your sides, surround your bed with oceans of salt. I hope he folds you into a fox, loves you like a splintered arrow, brandishes the kill of your lips. May the bouquet of your hips wither. May the wolves forget your name. ↗

— J. Bradley

#j-bradley #love

Oh so i was right last night then. Unlike me, she has your love. ↗

— Samantha Young

#jocelyn-butler #on-dublin-street #samantha-young #love

Fuck this. When life gets hard, ask Google. Google knows everything ↗

— Emma Hart

#the-love-game #life

His eyes defiant and smoldering, Braden held his sword aimed at the MacDouglas’s throat. “To get to her, you’ll have to come through me.” “You want to die for her?” Robby asked. “Aye,” Braden said without hesitation. He glanced at her and for the first time she saw the love in his eyes. “I will die for her. ↗

— Kinley MacGregor

#claiming-the-highlander #kinley-macgregor #robby #love

Men suck. - Not all men. Just the really good ones. ↗

— Cynthia Leitich Smith

#quincey #men

Men are men, unfortunately, no matter what their shape, and inclined to sin. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#ray-bradbury #sin #truth #men

If he's like any other man I've ever met, it's not my smile he's going to be looking at. ↗

— Brad Thor

#brad-thor #fiction #humor #life #men

Cal: "I'm really sorry, Professor, but how do you explain these ? Swiss Cake Rolls. That doesn't rhyme; it's not cute; it's not childlike. And this is one of our most-respected snack foods, is it not? How is that, Professor? Hmmm?" Eliot: "Well, isn't it obvious? We trust the Swiss for their ability to engineer things, to build with precision." Cal: "We do?" Eliot: "Do I even have to mention Swiss watches? Swiss Army knives? Swiss cheese? If anyone can build a non-threatening, non-lethal snack cake, it's the Swiss. They're neutral, we can trust them not to attack us with trans-fatty acids and sugar. I think you would feel differently if they were German Cake Rolls. North Korean Cake Rolls. I bet you wouldn't eat them." Cal: "I bet I would. ↗

— Brad Barkley

#cal #calliope #eliot #heather-hepler #humor

and sleeping put an end to summer, 1928, ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#dreams #promise #young #dreams

Bees do have a smell, you know, and if they don't they should, for their feet are dusted with spices from a million flowers. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#bradbury #summer #flowers