#esl

I guess I thought I was Elvis Presley but I'll tell ya something. All Elvis did was stand on a stage and play a guitar. He never fell off on that pavement at no 80 mph. ↗

— Evel Knievel

#elvis #elvis presley #fell #guess #guitar

Don may yawn at the idea, which he often does, but the great thing about Don, he has confidence in me and Mike and Ed and Leslie and Steve, that we're not going go out and do stories that will put people to sleep. ↗

— Morley Safer

#confidence #does #ed #go #going

I would like to take this opportunity to thank the Jackson High Biology Department. Stay in school, kids- Link ↗

— Kami Garcia Margaret Stohl

#wesley-lincoln #beauty

If he took her into his arms, he would keep her. He wouldn't let her suffer the way the other mortals had when he'd left them. He would keep her, with his court's permission or without it. Irial wouldn't take her, and Keenan wouldn't stand between them. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#dream #leslie #niall #wicked-lovely #dreams

Stop brooding. Or at least if you’re gonna continue, don’t sit so close to that cactus. You’re bumming the both of us out. See? Its tiny little cock has gone limp.” The magazine slides to the floor as I turn my head to see the sorry-looking cactus behind the couch. What Eric is referring to as its penis hangs limp on the ‘body’ like it always has. ↗

— Erica Pike

#eric-wesley #gay-romance #life

I don’t think you’re supposed to be able to get at that information,” said Leslie. “Don’t look,” said Goldstein, peering over Charles’s shoulder. “We don’t know anything about illegal hacking.” He whistled cheerily. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#charles-cornick #fair-game #goldstein #hacking #humor

Taking out werewolves, I gather and surmise, is akin to taking out a SEAL team. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#fair-game #humor #indestructible #leslie #werewolves

Everything that originates from God will endure the test of time. Therefore, it is good to check out the origins of everything to make sure they were started by God. ↗

— Eric Ludy

#leslie-ludy #when-god-writes-your-love-story #love

He held her gaze as he lowered his head toward her. He didn't kiss her though--just leaned kissably close and asked, "Will you let me take you in my arms... for a dance, Leslie? ↗

— Melissa Marr

#niall #love

As he’d slept one night, suffering from some nightmare, she’d gazed down at him with tenderness. Her chest had ached with feeling for him—as his continued to do for her. She’d smoothed hair from his brow, soothing him with soft words. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#iad #kresley-cole #lothaire #love #love