#tract

She’s really not my kind of girl — most of them have tattoos or nose rings — but there’s something about her smile. She smiles like she’s in love with whoever she’s looking at. She smiled at me a few months ago. I’ve been trying to get her to do it again ever since. ↗

— Jaye Murray

#love

You keep distracting me,” I tell her. “All I’m doing is sitting here talking to you!” “Exactly,” I say, and I smile at her.j ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#distraction #humor #love #oliver #humor

Basically, Sherri's idea had to do with bringing Fat's mind down from the cosmic and the abstract to the particular. She had hatched out the practical notion that nothing is more real than a large World War Two Soviet tank. ↗

— Philip K. Dick

#concrete #humor #reality #humor

This perpetual hurry of business and company ruins me in soul if not in body. More solitude and earlier hours! ↗

— William Wilberforce

#prayer #business

Trying to change the outside by making changes to the outside, is like trying to make your lips red in your reflection by putting lipstick on the mirror! ↗

— Odille Rault

#law-of-attraction-quotes #life-philosophy #loa #change

Civilians are like beans; you buy 'em as needed for any job which merely requires skill and savvy. But you can't buy fighting spirit. ↗

— Robert A. Heinlein

#commodity #contractor #military #military

He liked her; it was as simple as that. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#song

If we ask, we should also be prepared to give. ↗

— Stephen Richards

#law-of-attraction #manifestation #manifesting #mind-power #money

I read your poem," I croaked. "'Fall.'" Then something I never thought would happen, happened: Marcus Flutie was shocked by something I said. "You did?" he said. "I thought you lost it!" "Well someone found it for me. Where do you get off saying," I lowered my voice, "we'll be naked without shame in paradise?" He didn't open his mouth. "I know what that means, you know. Who do you think I am?" He didn't open his mouth. "We are never going to be naked without shame in paradise." He didn't open his mouth. "We're NEVER going to have sex," I whispered, clearly over-stating my case. He didn't open his mouth. The mouth that used to bite mine. "And I'm just going to forget about that biting thing from the other night," I said. He looked at me right in the eyes. If he'd focused hard enough on my pupils, he could've seen his own reflection, his own face smirking at me. "You couldn't forget if you tried," he said, before walking away. He's right. And I don't know if I hate him or love him for that. ↗

— Megan McCafferty

#couple #love #love

He was like a jalapeño, bright and smooth, but dangerously hot. A small part of me wanted to bite him. ↗

— Tarryn Fisher

#strange #love