#lol

Somebody needs to stop making those bullshit romantic comedies. they mess with your head. ↗

— Jolene Perry

#love-it #love

All I ever wanted, nira I expected: Nonette, upon whom my life pivots. The name I give my fire when I lay down, defenseless before its majestic awfulness. A little no, a little negation. A French girly pout, the syllables for which have been found at last. All my hurt dug up, exposed for dissection in the glaring light, and finally melted away by the loving caresses of her yielding thighs. And the girl who took such simple job in this terrible duty. Nonette. ↗

— Julian Darius

#love #lovers #love

Unlike Joseph her husband, Mary is neither upright nor pious, but she is not blame for this, the blame lies with the language she speaks if not with the men who invented it, because that language has no feminine form for the words upright and pious. ↗

— José Saramago

#philological #men

How did you know? That she wasn't the one for him?" Now he's staring at his hands, slowing rubbing them together. "They just didn't have that . . . natural magic. You know? It never seemed easy." My voice grows tiny. "Do you think things have to be easy? For it to work?" Cricket's head shoots up, his eyes bulging as they grasp my meaning. "NO. I mean, yes, but . . . sometimes there are ... extenuating circumstances. That prevent it from being easy. For a while. But then people overcome those ...circumstances . . . and . . ." "So you believe in second chances?" I bite my lip. "Second, third, fourth. Whatever it takes. However long it takes. If the person is right," he adds. If the person is . . . Lola?" This time, he holds my gaze. "Only if the other person is Cricket." Chapter 27 Pg 273 ↗

— Stephanie Perkins

#lola #moment #nature

Here, eat this. The chicken gives it protein and I got them to hold the bacon bits." We'd watched Charlotte's Web on cable last week, so I knew it'd be at least a month before she would eat pork again. ↗

— Kathleen Peacock

#lol #pork #lol

You're not seriously going?" Troy asks. "Of course I'm going," I say. "What other choice do I have?" "Um...not going. ↗

— Tera Lynn Childs

#phoebe #troy #lol

if s*** hits the fan, chuck the fan in the loo ↗

— Kingemocut

#funny #lol-defuq #pointless #lol

Jen said some guy asked you but you didn't want to go. Why not?" I shrug. "I have this character flaw? Called dignity? ↗

— A.G. Howard

#jeb #lol #splintered #dignity

Lolita is famous, not I. I am an obscure, doubly obscure, novelist with an unpronounceable name. ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#fame #lolita #names #obscure #writers

How about I take you to my studio? Much less dangerous. Plus, I need a model and you could sit for me." "You want me to sit for a portrait?" I asked stunned. "Actually, at the moment I'm concentrating on full-length nudes, in the spirit of Modigliani," Jules said. He was making an effort to keep a straight face. "Just kidding, Kates. You're a lady." Jules was trying the guilt-trip method of attack. And it was working. "Ok I'll pose for you," I conceded. "But under no circumstances will any article of clothing leave my body whilst I am in your studio." "And if you're elsewhere?" he asked, breaking into a sly smile. I rolled my eyes. ↗

— Amy Plum

#katie #lol #portrait #guilt