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...

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.

Why did you tell her I’m your boyfriend? Why doesn’t she know about your real one? – TimmyHe’s English! And Mom…Mom hates foreigners! – Cat

Actually, Justina, I didn’t just ring you to chat about what an undead murderer I was…right, degenerate whore as well. Did I ever tell you my mum was one? No? Oh, blimey, I come from...

Meltwater (from the book Blue Bridge)Up here. A faceLoses its linesI look to seeThe colour of your eyes …They have turnedTo water.I lean forwardTo catchThe scent of your hair –All I smell is heather.I touch...

You called her Kitten? And she let you? She put me in a coma for three days when Icalled her that! My balls never recovered from her smashing them into my spine!

The plane banked, and he pressed his face against the cold window. The ocean tilted up to meet him, its dark surface studded with points of light that looked like constellations, fallen stars. The tourist...

What are you gonna help us with? That very tiny used condom?

Don’t care for her tongue, do you? How strange. I find it one of my favorite parts.Bones to Gregor

That’s right, luv. If you run from me, I’ll chase you. And I’ll find you.

There are boneswaiting for names in the graveyards.Even the sun above us is dying, onelanded repetition of light at a time.

…you don’t care because you’re all that and I’m just an artery in a dress.

‎”What the hell was THAT?” I gasped.”Premature inflamulation,” he replied. “Happens sometimes. Very embarrassing, I don’t like to talk about it.”A snort of amusement came from my right. I swung in that direction to see...

On the plains of hesitation bleach the bones of countless millions who, at the dawn of decision, sat down to wait, and waiting died

Where are you, bloodsuckers? Here, fangy, fangy, fangy…

She led the way. Eyeless sockets of the dead seemed to stare at them as they passed. “These are cool,” Dan decided. “Maybe I could-“”No, Dan,” Amy said. “You can’t collect human bones.””A

The trauma said, ‘Don’t write these poems.Nobody wants to hear you cry about the grief inside your bones.

No one believes you’re serious until bodies start to fall. -Vlad

Mama says go back to bed! – Cat

Across from her, Hunter devoured her meal even more completely than she had. Sinclair watched her sink sharp teeth into the chicken bone, heard it snap, then the soft grunt of satisfaction. She made soft...

Cat, hmmm? From where I sit you look more like a Kitten.”My head jerked around and I shot him an annoyed look. Oh, I was going to enjoy this, all right. “It’s Cat,” I repeated...

Music is a language that doesn’t speak in particular words. It speaks in emotions, and if it’s in the bones, it’s in the bones.

Souls grow on bones but die beneath bankers’ hours…

It’s not like he’s going anywhere, so yeah. Now.

What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones,The labor of an age in pilèd stones,Or that his hallowed relics should be hidUnder a star-y-pointing pyramid?Dear son of memory, great heir of fame,What need’st thou such...

I’d rather have names to hurt me, than my bones broken with sticks and stones.

The sh*t’s gonna splatter, start buggin, yo…”Mencheres to Cat

….called to give you the good news. I asked our daughter to marry me and she accepted. Congratulations, I will officially your son-in-law. Now, do you want me to call you zmum straightaway, or wait...

my bones are heavy” i would only mean itas a good thingheavy bones can’t be broken,you can’t break heavy bones

You. Me. Exorcist.-Bones

I thought of the new stone, of my new wife, and of the newly buried white bones beneath us, and I felt that fate had made sport of us all.

We are beaten, we will make no bones about it; but we are not too badly beaten still to fight.

My father was English. He date-raped my mother so she’s hated English men ever since. You know my boyfriend’s English, and I’m, uh, I’m half-English, which she’s never been real happy about. If she finds...

poetrymelts my bones.enters my blood.and changesits composition.

It is better to have ten skeletons in your closet, than walk with no bones.

Winston Gallagher!” I said, recognizing the first ghost I’de met. Then my eyes narrowed & I covered my hand in front of my crotch as I saw Winstons gaze fasten there next. “Don’t even think...

I am forever yours, Kitten, in this life or the next.

So I am not a broken heart. I am not the weight I lost or miles or ran and I am not the way I slept on my doorstep under the bare sky in smell...

I heard the car door shut and then Fabian’s voice. “You won’t believe what I found around the edge of your property,” the ghost announced. “A cave with prehistoric painting inside it!” I rolled my...

my heart has no bones, so, I wonder — what is it that keeps it from collapsing in on itselfLove — the same Love the that pulls me out of gentle slumber,calls me into the...

Live, die, something else lives. The very soil humanity walks upon is built up from death. Digging into a flowerbed means digging into bones.

You treat me as if I was a feeble Human who couldn’t survive without your help, but I am a MASTER bloody VAMPIRE. (Bones to Cat – Ch 16, pg. 174)

just on the verge ofbecoming a woman, and in these three years and almost five months, I’dreached maturity. I was older than the mountains outside. The wisdomof the attic was in my bones, etched on...

Don’t tire yourself more than need be, even at the price of founding a culture on the fatigue of your bones.