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“It's the ciiiiiiiiiiiiircle of liiiiiiiiiife!" Iggy sang”
― James Patterson, The Final Warning

“Nothing belongs to itself anymore.
These trees are yours because you once looked at them.
These streets are yours because you once traversed them.
These coffee shops and bookshops, these caf茅s and bars, their sole owner is you.
They gave themselves so willingly, surrendering to your perfume.
You sang with the birds and they stopped to listen to you.
You smiled at the sheepish stars and they fell into your hair.
The sun and moon, the sea and mountain, they have all left from heartbreak.
Nothing belongs to itself anymore.
You once spoke to Him, and then God became yours.
He sits with us in darkness now
to plot how to make you ours.鈥� K.K.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“I had nowhere to look but into his beautifil freen eyes. "I make a halfway decent friend if you give me the chance." (...) Kota was on his back, his elbow against his forehead. His mouth was open and he was breathing slowly. With his glasses off, he looked completely adorable. I stayed awake as long as I could to watch him.”
― C.L. Stone, Introductions

“You're a beautiful wreck.”
― C.L.Stone

“I mean it," Gabriel said. "Do you know that girl that came after us nearly gave me a heart attack? She said Trouble's in trouble. Again. Second time in a week. And what do I see when we get to the hallway? Trouble jumping from the fucking second floor, does a barrel roll and hobbles up to get back in the fight. And you're on top of some motherfucker on top of Silas. Fucking beautiful. So that's like quadruple grounding because you went in twice. I swear if you go over that balcony again, I'm going to break your damn feet so you can't go anywhere near it.”
― C.L.Stone

“You're too sweet for your own damn good.”
― C.L.Stone

“My head dipped again into his chest, holding him close. I didn鈥檛 want him to go anywhere else. I couldn鈥檛 stop it from flowing out of my lips. 鈥淣ot you. Not the guys. I want you to touch me. I always want it. Hugs. Kisses. Anything. It makes me happy.”
― C.L. Stone, First Kiss

“Your my Trouble”
― C.L.Stone

“Es va aturar arran de taula , deixant que la sang fes el seu fet, suau, callada, i alhora misteriosament present i agradable, terriblement agradable...”
― Manuel de Pedrolo, Perqu猫 ha mort una noia

“La salive, c'est du sang filtr茅, pass茅 au chinois par les glandes salivaires qui retiennent les globules rouges, plus utiles dans nos veines que dans notre bouche.”
― Giulia Enders, Darm mit Charme. Alles 眉ber ein untersch盲tztes Organ

“The salt and the sea and the breeze tugged on me, sang to me.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“On doit laisser pousser ses ongles pendant quinze jours. Oh ! Comme il est doux d鈥檃rracher brutalement de son lit un enfant qui n鈥檃 rien encore sur la l猫vre sup茅rieure, et, avec les yeux tr猫s ouverts, de faire semblant de passer suavement la main sur son front, en inclinant en arri猫re ses beaux cheveux! Puis, tout 脿 coup, au moment o霉 il s鈥檡 attend le moins, d鈥檈nfoncer les ongles longs dans sa poitrine molle, de fa莽on qu鈥檌l ne meure pas; car, s鈥檌l mourait, on n鈥檃urait pas plus tard l鈥檃spect de ses mis猫res. Ensuite, on boit le sang en l茅chant les blessures ; et, pendant ce temps, qui devrait durer autant que l鈥櫭﹖ernit茅 dure, l鈥檈nfant pleure.”
― Comte de Lautr茅amont