No sé en qué clase de chica te conviertas, pero si esta es la clase de sueños que tienes, pido a todos los dioses que no vuelvan a hacerse realidad

…Sigerius realized that every academic looked like every other academic.” – Bonita Avenue, p.49

Could be I’ve finally gone crazy, but men crazier than me have done greater things than I’ve ever dreamed, so we’ll see where it takes me.” ~ Tom Parker, Imagination Stone

That’s what scares me the most, Paul. That I’ll just pass through life and all the people I know will just disappear, without a trace, without me ever telling them how much they mean to...

Some truths are hard to swallow, so we share it within tales that most people will accept without being frightened by the truth hidden within.

Listen.” Jennifer reverted, “I didn’t mean anything by all of that before. I understand what you were trying to do and …” She struggled for the right words. “Sweetie, like love, people don’t live inside...

Our pendants glowed in unison and I understood that they represented us – Siren and human intertwined for eternity.

Ah, ya, omong-omong, aku sangat merindukanmu. Apa kau merindukanku juga, mmm?

Ideology is dead..Politics is about barter..you give some, take back a lot more. Its business at the end of the day. – Ravi Nehra

The only wand you’ll ever need is a better-feeling thought.

I told you; I am Arianna, the Siren, your Guardian, and how is a Guardian supposed to do her job if she is clueless about the Guardianee?

—Hola pequeño —saludó Ioan a través de la pantalla.—Pequeños son tus genitales —respondió Rob mostrándole el dedo medio desde la cámara del computador de Dave.

[When asked about Writing Conferences]”You meet people that will change your life.

And yet hewas in the right! They were wrong and he was right. Theobvious, the silly, and the true had got to be defended. Truismsare true, hold on to that! The solid world exists, its...

For his lunch break, Alex decided to sit outside for a smoke. There was no break room to speak of, just a backdoor that led to a neglected parking lot and an old payphone. There...

Reading is fuel for the brain. Writing is fuel for the spirit…

Mary approaches her before she is able to reach her station. “Hello Lily. Get anything special for Christmas?””Just the usual.” She answers. “Shattered dreams.

I can’t; it’s a golf cart.

Bagaimana bisa kau tidak menyukai hujan?Padahal hujan selalu mendekatkan kita.Oh, aku lupa. Kau mungkin tidak menganggapku sepenting itu.Aku bukan pemeran utama dalam lakon hidupmu.Aku hanya figuran yang hanya sesekali dibutuhkan.

There’s no greater joy in life than enjoying power without responsibility. – Mukta Prajapati

Sex was the main component of her thoughts now. But love – and her desperate longing for it – had vanished from her heart like a migraine after a painkiller.

I closed my eyes and dived into foreign water.

—,Siebenbürgen? —preguntó —,Qué clase de maldito nombre es ése? (Nicholas Dean)

The one thing is fiction in a novel and the other thing is reality. With fiction you don’t make a fuss – you can ‘beat it’ and there’s never enough. At least in my opinion...

Your profile said beautiful. You kind of overreached on that one.

It was like walking into another world. While the mansion was bright, warm, comfy and filled with sound and color, the outside was dark, cold, colorless and devoid of people.I found myself standing beside Thomas...

I don’t think I was strong in life. Now it seems like I loved every moment, thatevery breath was charmed and crisp.

Lily looks back down at the necklace in her hand that Kavita had given her. “It must have cost a fortune.” “It did.” He confirms. “Though not nearly as much as you’re worth.” Lily looks...

She smiled sinisterly. Light mist started to slowly swirl around us. All I could see was her, the tall rocks and the white wall. She beckoned to me. I took a step and another. I...

poor” status, was really only a dream; reality usually took precedence over everything else, especially dreams.

I didn’t know that once you’ve proven yourself useful to the wrong people, you’ll never be free again.

Etta gave Will a small, knowing smile. “Will, sometimes you have to love people for who they are, not who you want them to be.

I could have drowned…and my brother didn’t even care.

Love is the greatest unseen force in the universe.” – Cole

Write or perish in the banality of mediocrity!

Blake smiled while greeting him and turned to introduce me to his friend from Camp Lejeune. Blake made the formal introductions while I studied the two distinguished men. I liked the way they both carried...

Can you imagine how many people got laid in here?” Abby said, walking to the other side of the Jacuzzi.

A related question is where in time to begin. Should you begin far back in a character’s past and move forward, or should you begin in the present and make use of flashbacks only where...

The white lily stands for purity. Artists for centuries have pictured the angel Gabriel coming to the virgin Mary with a spray of lillies in his hand, to announce that she is to be the...

We share a bond. We do everything together. We have a piece of strong, invisible thread connecting us. It’s indestructible – it can never be broken. The thread is the key item that links us...

She was not the still quiet type. Aphrodites never are.

All hen are created equal but some have more feather than others.

I imagined/felt their palms sweating, their sweat mingling, mutually fertilized, and dripping to the ground, where it gave birth to a scolopendra, the forked ends of its tail bedecked with the sparkle of drying tears....

The last image I registered was Ethan and my hand – linked, bound and unbreakable.

I imagined a time when being gay is as unquestioned and un-judged as is having blue eyes. Some might call it fantasy or science fiction. I’d like to think it’s the future.

You’re my best friend,You’re my love,You’re my life.I can’t wait tomake youmy wife!Love, Ryan

When I write I feel like I can breathe. It’s like yoga for the brain.

People who’s freedom is taken away always end up hating somebody. Right? I know I don’t want to live like that.

I don’t understand how meat like you survived to adulthood.

I don’t know who he was,” Kavita flat-out states, “but whoever he was he sure did a number on you, didn’t he?”Mary leans forward to ensure he would see her deviant stare. “Did it ever...