Hate has a way of going after its own kind, in the end. It attacks its very bones. That’s because a hateful person needs an audience, and a victim. Without one or the other, it...

I think for my bones and my size, I better stay with my 60 kilo.

You’ll drain me dry, but not my neck, and you’ll beg me to stop before I’m finished.” -Bones

We are only lightly covered with buttoned cloth; and beneath these pavements are shells, bones and silence.

Sweat seems to bleed / like pride from their bones.

You’re right. I was aroused anyway.

Oh, well, isn’t that nice. You are a nice young girl. Be a good friend to her and set her straight. She has love bruises on her neck and didn’t come home until this afternoon.”...

Wow. I didn’t think I’d ever see you like that.”Cam trembled; he couldn’t help it. He felt like his body was not his own. “Like what?””So…” Sasha seemed to search for the right word. “Involved,...

Let her? Mate, if you think you can control a woman, you must be single—-and a thousand pounds says she beats your arse.

One thing at a time,’ said the Boy. ‘You must be patient. This is a day of hope and wild revenge. Do not interrupt me. I am a courier from another world. I bring you...

And there is my payment the rubies in your cheeks. Are you properly scandalized by your wicked behavior? If you were Catholic, you’d singe the ears of the priest you confessed to. Do you remember...

Care to see your room?” -BonesLet me guess—it’s that smashed‐up car right over there.” -Cat

The smog curled between the streetlamps and the spokes of the wrought iron framework. It seemed through your body and into your bones.

See the world anew and write down the bones of it.

You didn’t really think we were done, did you?

Then to top it all off, you were only reacting to me because you were impaired! That’s rich! You know what those drugs did to you in the first dose, before the second one made...

I’d sit around dreaming that the boys I saw at shows or at work – the boys with silver earrings and big boots – would tell me I was beautiful, take me home and feed...

Bones didn’t share any of my qualms about suddenly holding an arm that wasn’t attached to a body anymore. He just grabbed the ghoul by his other arm and began thumping him over the head...

We can choose not to remember this day, but bones have strong memories. And earth never forgets.

And that beautiful face is going to be clamped between my legs as soon as we get home, don’t you worry.

Bring me liquor, Bones, fast, to take my foot out of my mouth.Cat to Bones

Her eyes were of different colors, the left as brown as autumn, the right as gray as Atlantic wind. Both seemed alive with questions that would never be voiced, as if no words yet existed...

We’re pieces on a chessboard and we make our moves when it’s our turn. If we don’t, our decisions are made for us.

In this case, it’s a stake. You could always feel around for something more, though. See what comes up.

I looked at her quizzically. “No, why would you think so?” She gave me a knowing smile. “‘Cause he’s never brought a girl here before, child. Not one who didn’t need my help, leastways.” Oh!...

In the deepest places, where physical norms collapse under the crushing water, bodies still fall softly through the dark, days after their vessels have capsized. They decay on their long journey down. Nothing will hit...

I always have.

My bones are my unique home.

You’re not a woman,” he said finally. “You’re the Grim Reaper with red hair!

I’d address his way of trying to discourage Ian later. After all, he could have come up with something other than saying I was a whiny, smelly, trumpet-snoring bad lay.

The desert and the ocean are realms of desolation on the surface.The desert is a place of bones, where the innards are turned out, to desiccate into dust.The ocean is a place of skin, rich...

Take off my clothes and there becomes a man. Take off my skin and there becomes my bones. Break all my bones and there becomes my heart. Smash my heart and there becomes my soul....

Whatever would give you the idea that I’m her damn brother?

There were place cards at the head table, which was one long, rectangular thing that would have everyone facing the reception room. I sat at the one marked Chritine Russell. Randy say to my left,...

I clearly saw the skeleton underneathall this show of personalitywhat is left of a manand all his pride but bones?

Aside from that, all I heard was enough repetitions of ‘how many chucks could a woodchuck chuck’ to make me want to stake myself.

Don’t be decieved by your mortality, you’re just a piece of debris, and the sophisticated one lies inside us which was either created or would be destroyed.

Before we go, I gotta know: If mind-reading abilities are real, there’s something else I wondered if fiction got right about vampires-“”Ask me if I sparkle and I’ll kill you where you stand,” Bones cut...

I love you, Kitten.Don’t try to get out of this. We’ll see if you love me when I pay you back.Even then I will love you, Bones called out as I stomped away.

Kessa ran her fingers over her stomach. Flat. But was it flat enough? Not quite. She still had some way to go. Just to be safe, she told herself. Still, it was nice the way...

I stood there feeling the lightness of my bones, knowing now this was not only lack of sleep that had transformed my bones into feathers, but my body’s recognition that soon I would be leaving...

We are preaching hope, standing on the bones of the past.

Have you met my boyfriend?”There. That was a doozy. His eyes narrowed, and his lips thinned into a tight line. Yep, Noah was a mood kill for both of us.

Objects and ObjectivesTo contemplate LEGO. Many colours. Many shapes. Many inventive and useful shapes. Plastic. A versatile and practical substance. Symbolic of the resourcefulness of man. Oil taken from the depths of the very earth....

Charles, mate, you fret too much. I’m a grown man, I am, and I can blood my handle.””Handle your blood?” Bones offered dryly.Ian grinned. “Exactly.

Today I speak to my bones as I would speak to a dog. I want to go up the stairs, I tell them. Up, up, up, with one leg dragging. Is the ache deep in...

Bones has always been smart,” I muttered. “His intelligence was just camouflaged under a mountain of p**sy.”Cat

Next to her, I felt like Carrot Top in drag.Cat re: Annette

Bones are patient. Bones never tire nor do they run away. When you come upon a man who has been dead many years, his bones will still be lying there, in place, content, patiently waiting,...

Death and burial were a public spectacle. Shakespeare may have seen for himself the gravediggers at St Ann’s, Soho, playing skittles with skulls and bones.