“He turned to me. “All he needs is you buddy.”
I nodded, steeling myself. “Sometimes what you need is not what you should want.”
A lopsided grin was my response. “You can philosophize, or you can come with me.”
Source: The Community: A Funny and Disturbing Conspiracy Mystery Novel
“I was so caught up in my thoughts I did not notice the wire till I got caught up in it. Right. Of course. Tomato patch. Those poor fruits. Or vegetables. Those poor fruitables. Those poor veguits.
I have too much time on my hands.”
Source: The Community: A Funny and Disturbing Conspiracy Mystery Novel
“When you begin with the premise "I treat everyone equally," you have already blinkered yourself from seeing where you don't, or can't, or shouldn't. There is no way to treat two people equally, because they are each unique, with respective strengths and weaknesses.”
Source: Polyamory: Roadmaps for the Clueless & Hopeful
“The Council requests your presence.”
“Well I require breakfast.”
Source: The Community: A Funny and Disturbing Conspiracy Mystery Novel
“A guy can only walk the same hallway so many times. Besides, they were all dead when I did it anyways. No pain. Just fun.”
“You’re sick.”
“Sickness is contagious. Be sure to cover your mouth, or else you might catch it.”
Source: The Community: A Funny and Disturbing Conspiracy Mystery Novel
“I've touched some sentences and have kissed some words.”
“Strong-willed heart, always makes me feel so touched.
It reminds me about some 'fall and rise again' in my life.”
Source: My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut
“...she was probably having a few murderous thoughts of her own about any woman that touched him. Good, they were making progress.”
Source: Tall, Dark & Heartless
“When we got back home, Gramps dropped me off and enveloped me in a hug. Normally, he was a handshaker, maybe a back-patter on really special occasions. His hug was strong and tight, and I knew it was his way of telling me that he'd had a wonderful time.
“Me, too, Gramps,” I whispered.”
Source: If I Stay
“...in witnessing someone's being touched, we are also witnessing someone's being moved, the absence of which in ourselves is a sorrow, and a sacrifice. And witnessing the absence of movement in ourselves by witnessing its abundance in another...can hurt. Until it becomes, if we are lucky, an opening.”
Source: The Book of Delights: Essays