“When many story-tellers occupy themselves with a social world which offers no great variety of lively action, their stories will probably resemble one another as to many of the major incidents, and if they draw on these limited resources like spend thrifts such resemblances will be inevitable--and therefore not significant.”
Source: Jane Austen And Her Art
“I get diarrhea more often than the average Muslim.”
Source: Pomegranate Juice: Sacrilegious Tales of Dark Abrahamic Horror
“Three hundred years. Three hundred years of searching for the one, and still, nothing. Not even the faintest tug of soul recognition toward a fae or an elf.”
Source: Ashen Embrace (Divine Destinies
“Justin vomited in his mouth a little as he gazed upon a sea of black outfits and sidelocks. They looked like they were ready for a heavy metal concert, a funeral, or the hell that is a Brit Milah. Fuck, they looked ridiculous.”
Source: Pomegranate Juice: Sacrilegious Tales of Dark Abrahamic Horror
“Justin reached past a pot of matzoh soup for some brisket. The brisket was drier than Rachel's pussy. At least there was pomegranate juice to wash it down. Fuck, he hated this food.”
Source: Pomegranate Juice: Sacrilegious Tales of Dark Abrahamic Horror
“Stuey was in heaven, but he wished that he were in hell.”
Source: Pomegranate Juice: Sacrilegious Tales of Dark Abrahamic Horror
“When a man is certain that he knows God's will, and is resolved to do it regardless of the cost, he is the most dangerous person in the world.”
Source: A Column of Fire
“After dinner was over, they all sat back and stories began flying around the room each more embarrassing than the last. Once his dads started telling stories about Austin as a little boy and his big crush on the paperboy, Austin stood from the table and grabbed Riley's wrist to pull him up.
“I hope you know that you make it very difficult to love you guys,” said Austin.
Mitch nodded. “We try.”
"Your tears give us our power,” Alan deadpanned.”
Source: Maybe the Sky Will Fall
“Walter Kaylin was great! He was outrageous, he just carried it off. He’d have this one guy killing a thousand other guys. Then they beat him into the ground, you think he’s dead, but he rises up again and kills another thousand guys.”
Source: Weasels Ripped My Flesh!: Two-Fisted Stories From Men's Adventure Magazines of the 1950s, '60s & '70s
“You don’t trust money to a junkie. You don’t trust money to anyone with hard needs.”
Source: He-Men, Bag Men, and Nymphos: Classic Men's Adventure Magazine Stories