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“I say, 'I will not be your weakness, Sean Kendrick.'
Now he looks at me. He says, very softly, 'It's late for that, Puck.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races

“Sean reaches between us and slides a thin bracelet of red ribbons over my free hand. Lifting my arm, he presses his lips against the inside of my wrist. I'm utterly still; I feel my pulse tap several times against his lips, and then he releases my hand.
"For luck," he says. He takes Dove's lead from me.
"Sean," I say, and he turns. I take his chin and kiss his lips, hard. I'm reminded, all of a sudden, of that first day on the beach, when I pulled his head from the water.
"For luck," I say to his startled face.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races

“I lost a horse today.'
'That sounds careless. What happened?'
'She jumped off a cliff.'
'A cliff! Is that normal?”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races

“I whisper like the sea in the horse's ear.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races

“He was dead before. He knew it, didn't you see it in his eyes? My jacket."
"Your jacket?" I say, with enough force that my shaky voice makes Corr start. "How about 'my jacket, please.' "
Sean Kendrick looks at me, perplexed, and I can see he hasn't a clue of why I'm upset with him. Why I'm upset at all. I can't stop shaking, as if I've taken all of Corr's trembling and made it my own.
"That's what I said," he says after a pause.
"No, it's not."
"What did I say?"
"You said my jacket."
Sean looks a little bewildered now. "That's what I said I said.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races

“Make sure the seaweed lies flat.'
'Okay.'
'Leave an inch below the knee.'
'Okay.'
'It's got to be loose enough to put a finger in the top.'
'Sean Kendrick.' I say it emphatically enough that the stallion's ears prick toward me. (...)
Sean doesn't appear to be at all apologetic. 'I think you'd better let me do that after all.'
'You're the one who had me in here in the first place.' I say. 'Now I think it's you who doesn't trust me.'
'It's not just you,' He replies.
I glower at him. 'Well, I'll tell you what. I'll hold him and you wrap. That way, when it's done wrong, there's only yourself to slap. And take your jacket. I'm tired of holding it.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races

“He could do this. He'd survived boot camp. He'd survived combat and the harsh weather of Afghanistan. He could survive broccoli. Probably.”
― Shannon Stacey, Yours to Keep

“It's them, Miller. Not us. It's the FBR that should be sorry.”
― Kristen Simmons, Article 5

“In the sea, Corr’s clumsiness will disappear, his weight cradled by the saltwater. I don’t want to say good-bye. I blink to clear my vision and reach up. I pull off his halter. The ocean is his love and now, finally, he’ll have it. I back out of the surf. There’s a thin, long wail. Corr takes a labored step away from the November sea. And another. He is slow, and the sea sings to us both, but he returns to me.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races

“His eyes lit up again. “Kota was right about you.â€�
I tilted my head at him. “What did he say?�
“He said there’s this beautiful angel who has her heart on her sleeve and we have to keep her safe.”
― C.L. Stone, First Days

“The heart does not always make sense, Ruby. It wants what it wants, even if what it desires does not want it back.
~Sean”
― Amber Lynn Natusch, Fractured

“Right now, do you want to come up and... uhm... I´ve got movies! Or, uhm, a soda. Or... coffee. I´ve got coffee and biscotti! Or...." "Sex, Zach," Sean said soberly. "I think we can skip the preliminaries. We need to have sex.”
― Amy Lane, Going Up

“Things happen. Things that you think you'll never get over. But you do. You move on. It gets better with time. You forget. Forgive. Whatever. Life goes on and you go on with it.”
― Sophie Jordan, Unleashed

“We ate in the dining room alcove looking over the hillside and the silent dark rooftops of my neighbors. The lights of the valley glittered below.

We were both tired but we smiled at each other, and I felt a kind of happiness growing inside me. It was good to look across the table and see someone, and I thought maybe it was time to start thinking about that again—about finding someone. Sharing my life maybe.

Or maybe just getting more friends around. Except when I pictured the friends I wanted around, they all looked like Dan, and when I thought about trying to find someone to share my life with, he too looked a little too much like Dan for comfort.”
― Josh Lanyon, The White Knight

“Some of us are killers. It's in our blood... that ability. It doesn't mean we walk around killing withour conscience, but we're just... better equipped to do it. Some people don't have it in them, but we do. You'll feel a lot better once you accept that.”
― Sophie Jordan, Unleashed

“Just saying. Nobody puts my piranha in the corner”
― C.J. Duggan, An Endless Summer

“Cerco di capire cosa rende Sean così diverso dagli altri, cosa lo fa sembrare così vibrante e immobile al tempo stesso, e alla fine penso che sia qualcosa che ha a che fare con l'esitazione. La maggior parte della gente esita fra un passo e l'altro o fa una pausa o in qualche modo interrompe le fasi di un processo, che sia fasciare una zampa o mangiare un panino o semplicemente vivere la vita. Ma nel caso di Sean, non c'è mai una mossa di cui non sia sicuro, anche se significa non muoversi affatto.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races

“Sheldon entered the living room with Jenna's son, John

"What'd we miss?" Sheldon asked with a smile.

While Seth and David abandoned the group, all eyes went from Sheldon to Tracy to Sheldon to Tracy and back to Sheldon again.

It was like watching a tennis match.

And poor Tracy....

Lisette had never seen her look so stricken.

"Well?" Sheldon prodded, when no answer came.

Sean cleared his throat. "Tracy's been having sex dreams about you."

Krysta swatted her brother on the back of the head.”
― Dianne Duvall, Night Unbound

“We're just doing our best to live in this world, Davy." Sean's voice stretches into the fading dark. "We're not perfect, but we're not monsters, either. We're just human.”
― Sophie Jordan, Unleashed

“Du bist nur ein Kind. Du hast nicht die blasseste Ahnung wovon du eigentlich sprichst.... Fragen zur Kunst würdest du mit einem Vortrag über Bücher zu diesem Thema beantworten. Michelangelo - Du wirst alles wissen. Sein Lebenswerk kennst du, seine Ansichten, sein Verhältnis zum Papst, seine sexuellen Neigungen, einfach alles. Aber ich wette du kannst mir nicht sagen wonach es in der sixtinischen Kapelle riecht. Du bist nie da gewesen und hast diese wunderbare Decke gesehen - dort oben. - Bei Fragen über Frauen hältst du bestimmt einen Vortrag darüber wie sie sein müssten. Vielleicht hast du auch schon 1 oder 2 im Bett gehabt. Aber du kannst mir nicht sagen wie es ist, neben einer Frau aufzuwachen und sich glücklich zu fühlen. Du bist cool drauf. Und wenn ich dich auf den Krieg ansprechen würde kämst du mir vielleicht mit Shakespeare "Noch einmal stürmt, noch einmal stürmt, Freunde" ...Du hast aber keine Freunde. Du hast nie den Kopf eines Freundes gehalten und musstest mit ansehen wie er dich mit den Augen anfleht während er stirbt. - Wenn's um die Liebe geht, zitierst du wahrscheinlich ein Sonett. Hast dich aber beim Anblick einer Frau noch nie wehrlos gefühlt, weil sie dich mit den Augen in ihren Bann gezogen hat, wo du dann das Gefühl hast, Gott hat dir einen Engel geschickt, der dich aus den tiefen der Hölle rettet... für den auch du mal der Engel wirst. Du kennst einfach nicht das Gefühl für jemanden da zu sein, komme was wolle... wie etwa Krebs. Du weißt nicht wie das ist, 2 Monate lang am Krankenbett einer Frau zu sitzen und ihre Hand zu halten.... Die Ärzte erkennen an deinem Blick, dass das Wort "Besuchszeit" für dich keine Bedeutung hat. Du weißt nicht was ein wirklicher Verlust ist, denn das lernst du nur, wenn du jemanden mehr liebst als dich selbst. Ich bezweifle, dass du dich je getraut hast einen Menschen so zu lieben.....Wenn ich dich so anschaue, dann sehe ich keinen intelligenten, selbstbewussten Mann, ich sehe ein überhebliches Kind das die Hosen gestrichen voll hat." (Sean Maguire)”
― Gus Van Sant, Good Will Hunting

“No matter how far you run. Or where you hide. To the edge of the earth. Till the end of time. Seasons will change. Centuries will pass. But this truth will always remain: I will track you. Hunt you. Find you. You cannot escape me. It'll be your last...? Never. You are mine. You. Are. Mine.”
― Amber Lynn Natusch, Scarred

“She's saying she doesn't know how to play football!" Absolute shock vibrated in his voice. "And she's heart-stopping serious!”
― J.D. Robb, Thankless in Death

“The human heart may very well be the haziest thing out there.”
― VKBoy, Shambala Sect

“I'm so fast, that's why the ladies call me Mr. Speed”
― Sean Delaney