#olden

I’m not playing at all. And f**k you, you’re trying to pull me into vagina talk. I won’t do it. I don’t have feelings. None at all. And I’m keeping it that way. ↗

— Lexi Blake

#lexi-blake #the-men-with-the-golden-cuffs #men

You’re all full of bullsh*t. In the last couple of months, I’ve had to listen to the three of you talk about your feelings more than a damn talk show. I swear you’ve all grown vaginas. ↗

— Lexi Blake

#lexi-blake #the-men-with-the-golden-cuffs #men

Different time, different place,” I said. “Things can change. People can change. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#sydney-sage #the-golden-lily #change

this sentence I'm reading is terrific" i can be quite sarcastic when I'm in the mood. He didn't get it, though. He started walking around the room again, picking up all my personal stuff, and Stradlater's. Finally, I put my book down on the floor. you couldn't read anything with a guy like Ackley around. It was impossible. I slid way the hell down in my chair and watched old Ackley making himself at home. I was feeling sort of tired from the trip to New York and all, and I started yawning. then horsing around a little bit. Sometimes I horse around quite a lot, just to keep from getting bored. what i did was, I pulled the old peak of my hunting hat around to the front, then pulled it way down over my eyes. that way i couldn't see a goddam thing."I think I'm going blind,"I said in this very hoarse voice."Mother darling, everything's getting do dark in here." "You're nuts. I swear to God,"Ackley said. "Mother darling, give me your hand, Why won't you give me your hand?" "For Chrissake, grow up." I started groping around in front of me, like a blind guy, but without getting up or anything. I kept saying,"mother darling, why wont you give me you're hand ?" I was only horsing around, naturally. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#humor #nature

Grand. There's a word I really hate. It's a phony. I could puke every time I hear it. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#writing #hate

Liberate yourself from my vice-like grip! ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#liberalism

So Lyra and her daemon turned away from the world they were born in, and looked toward the sun, and walked into the sky. ↗

— Philip Pullman

#philip-pullman #the-golden-compass #materialism