#hush

You're a liar!" He turned around, his black eyes snapping. "I'm also a thief, a gambler, a cheat, and a murdered. But this happens to be one of the rare times when I'm telling the truth. Go home. Consider yourself lucky. You've got a chance to start fresh. Not everyone can say the same. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#liar #nora #patch #cheating

What good is a body if I can't have you? ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#body

Call me Patch. I mean it. Call me. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#hush #nora #patch #meaning

Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" I asked. "If I did?" "I don't like it." He grinned. "It stays, Angel. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#becca-fitzpatrick #hush #nora-grey #patch #quote

Quit calling me Grey. It makes me sound like I’m a boy. Like Dorian Gray.” “Dorian who?” I sighed. “Just think up something else. Plain old Nora works too, you know.” “Sure thing, Gumdrop.” I grimaced. “I take that back. Let’s stick with Grey. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#fitzpatrick #grey #gumdrop #hush #nora

You should go," I breathed. "You should definitely go." "Go here?" His mouth was on my shoulder. "Or here?" It moved up my neck. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#nora #patch #moving-on

In one word, it is called Politics. But if you see closely, it is called Religion and Faith ↗

— Rudra Kapalin

#horned-god #nahush #the-horned-god-chronicles #faith

I have a free couple of hours," I told him, walking toward my car, which was parked on the next block. "There's a very private, very secluded barn in Lookout Hill Park behind the carousel. I could be there in fifteen minutes." I heard the smile in his voice. "You want me bad. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#finale #funny #hush-hush #love #nora-and-patch

Coach: "All right, Patch. let's say you're at a party. the room is full of girls of all shapes and sizes. You see blondes, brunettes, redheads, a few girl with black hair. Some are talkive, while other appear shy. You've one girl who fits your profile - attractive, intelligent and vulnerable. Dow do you let her know you're interested?" Patch: "Single her out. Talk to her." Coach: "Good. Now for the big question - how do you know if she's game or if she wants you to move on?" Patch: "I study her. I figure out what she's thinking and feeling. She's not gonig to come right out and tell me, which is why i have to pay attention. Does she turn her body toward mine? Does she hold me eyes, then look away? Does she bite her lip and play with her hair, the way Nora is doing right now? ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#coach #hush-hush #nora #patch #intelligence

I like the evening in India, the one magic moment when the sun balances on the rim of the world, and the hush descends, and ten thousand civil servants drift homeward on a river of bicycles, brooding on the Lord Krishna and the cost of living. ↗

— James Cameron

#bicycles #brooding #civil #civil servants #cost