“He'd pulled back a little, just with his lower half, and I was afraid the scorch in my cheeks would set fire to the rest of me, because I an idea why. Wow. Oh wow.” LittlesIdeasHalfFireWowCheeks Author:Lilith Saintcrow
“People don’t really want to know anything about you. They just want you to fit into their little predetermined slots. They decide what you are in the first two seconds, and they only get nervous or upset if you don’t live up to their snap judgments.” PeopleIfsKnowsWantFirstsLittlesTwoFitJudgmentNervousUpsetSecondsSnapsPredeterminedSnap Judgment Author:Lilith Saintcrow
“I wondered what I’d end up looking like once I bloomed. I couldn’t even guess. If I had to be stuck in my own skinny, gawky, coltish body forever… well. It probably wouldn’t be so bad. I wouldn’t mind a little more in the chest, though. But wild horses wouldn’t drag that out of me. Ever.” IfsMindWellsLittlesEndsBodyMy OwnForeverHorseStuckChestsDragSkinnyWild Horses Author:Lilith Saintcrow
“The only one," he murmured. His chin dipped a little bit. "You know that, Dru? You're the only person who's ever believed in me. You know what that'll do to a guy?" What?"I-" "It makes him want to live up to it.” KnowsWantLittlesPersonsGuyBitsLittle BitChins Author:Lilith Saintcrow
