F Quotes
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“Fu tentato di iniziare un altro dei regali di Natale ancora non letti. Ma bisognava lasciare che l’atmosfera di un libro si diradasse, prima di buttarsi nel prossimo [...]”
Source: A Spot of Bother
“Fu un momento indimenticabile. Andammo verso via Caracciolo, sempre più vento, sempre più sole. Il Vesuvio era una forma delicata color pastello ai piedi della quale si ammucchiavano i ciottoli biancastri della città, il taglio color terra di Castel dell'Ovo, il mare. Ma che mare. Era agitatissimo, fragoroso, il vento toglieva il fiato, incollava i vestiti addosso e levava i capelli dalla fronte. Ci tenemmo dall'altro lato della strada insieme a una piccola folla che guardava lo spettacolo. Le onde ruzzolavano come tubi di metallo blu portando in cima la chiara d'uovo della spuma, poi si frangevano in mille schegge scintillanti e arrivavano fin sulla strada con un oh di meraviglia e timore da parte di tutti noi che guardavamo. Che peccato che non c'era Lila. Mi stenti stordita dalle raffiche potenti, dal rumore. Avevo l'impressione che, pur assorbendo molto di quello spettacolo, moltissime cose, troppe si spampanassero intorno senza lasciarsi afferrare.
Mio padre mi strinse la mano come se temesse che sgusciassi via. Infatti avevo voglia di lasciarlo, correre, spostarmi, attraversare la strada, farmi investire dalle scaglie brillanti del mare. In quel momento così tremendo, pieno di luce e di clamore, mi finsi sola nel nuovo della città, nuova io stessa con tutta la vita davanti, esposta alla furia mobile delle cose ma sicuramente vincitrice: io, io e Lila, noi due con quella capacità che insieme - solo insieme - avevamo di prendere la massa di colori, di rumori, di cose e persone, e raccontarcela e darle forza".”
Source: My Brilliant Friend
“Fu un vero raccoglimento il mio, uno di quegl’istanti rari che l’avara vita concede, di vera grande oggettività
in cui si cessa finalmente di credersi e sentirsi vittima. In mezzo a quel verde rilevato tanto deliziosamente da
quegli sprazzi di sole, seppi sorridere alla mia vita ed anche alla mia malattia. La donna vi ebbe un’importanza
enorme. Magari a pezzi, i suoi piedini, la sua cintura, la sua bocca, riempirono i miei giorni. E rivedendo la
mia vita e anche la mia malattia le amai, le intesi! Com’era stata più bella la mia vita che non quella dei
cosidetti sani, coloro che picchiavano o avrebbero voluto picchiare la loro donna ogni giorno salvo in certi momenti. Io, invece, ero stato accompagnato sempre dall’amore. Quando non avevo pensato alla mia donna,
vi avevo pensato ancora per farmi perdonare che pensavo anche alle altre. Gli altri abbandonavano la donna delusi e disperando della vita. Da me la vita non fu mai privata del desiderio e l’illusione rinacque subito intera dopo ogni naufragio, nel sogno di membra, di voci, di atteggiamenti più perfetti.”
Source: La coscienza di Zeno / Senilità
“Fuck all you haters you bore me
When you get money they start hating.”
“Fuck anybody who’d call a hill a mountain and name it after themselves.”
Source: In Limbo
“Fuck anyone that tells you that you’re ugly,” I say to him. “I like your face.”
He’s quiet for a long moment, as if he doesn’t know what to say. “Humans do have strange tastes after all.”
Source: In The Corsair's Bed
“Fuck anything and anyone that made you have to survive instead of live. You deserve a life so peaceful it feels deliciously boring. A life filled with flowers and sunny days and people who show you all the time that you're valued and worthy. You deserve it all.”
Source: Late Bloomer
“Fuck art. I’ve gotta get out of the basement. I’ve gotta see the world. I’ve gotta make a difference.”
“Fuck being bored. You shouldn't ever be bored. You can always read and be smarter. You can always work out and be in better shape. You can always play your instrument and get better at it. Your space can always be cleaner. Blue- collar work is when you work with your hands-white-collar work is behind a desk. I'm not as grimy as my father, who made his living with a wrench, but everything I have comes from working with my hands.”
Source: Can I Say: Living Large, Cheating Death, and Drums, Drums, Drums
“Fuck braces, want a starburst?”
“Fuck, but if ever there was a woman who could send me to my knees, it’s this one.”
Source: Desperate Measures
“Fuck duty." It was a sentiment she had carried for years, but it had a different flavor in her mouth now, tinged not with adolescent rebellion but with weary disillusionment. What good was something like duty when it amounted to little more than unchallenged obedience?”
Source: The City of Dusk
“Fuck 'em. Call it whatever you want. Maybe it's just two people clinging to each other to stay alive. Maybe sometimes that's all love gets to be. And, maybe, if they hold onto each other long enough . . . maybe something good finally happens.”
Source: Tokyo Ghost, Vol. 1: Atomic Garden
“Fuck 'em, lets bounce.”
Source: Lights Out
“Fuck everyone else, I want to say, for burdening the two of us with all their baggage. Let's go back to minding our own business, anything but this. Who cares about our family? What have they ever done but keep us alive only to make us feel like shit?”
Source: Afterparties
“Fuck Faith”
Source: God, No! Signs You May Already Be an Atheist and Other Magical Tales
“Fuck following the sun. Fuck destroying the shadows. Fuck everything but my next breath.”
Source: Destined Shadows
“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. He had the two wards of the fucking Marshal of the fucking Southern Provinces in a stolen car. An entire continent away from where the two of them were supposed to be. In the Broken. Where they had beat up some Broken children. Well, if those children weren’t broken before, they were surely broken now. Fate, that broody, vicious, fickle bitch.”
Source: Fate's Edge
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Why the hell did I say that? As soon as Furi saw the hurt on Syn’s face, he’d immediately wanted to take those spiteful words back. Furi was scared shitless, and he was indeed projecting, just like Syn said he was. It wasn’t Syn’s fault that his life was so fucked right now. Actually, if it weren't for the cop, Furi would be going through this on his own; honestly, he’d be dead now. Syn was trying to stick by him, contrary to what Furi’s mind was telling him. Syn was trying to put forth the effort to be with him, and Furi wasn’t cutting him an inch of slack. Now here he was in his apartment, under his protection and he’d just insulted him so cruelly that Syn couldn’t respond.”
“Fuck, fuck, what was I thinking? I might as well have just cut open my chest, pulled out my heart, and said, "Oh yeah, this kinda belongs to you.”
Source: System Overload
“Fuck, he deserved kindness, he deserved love and he deserved better than her.”
Source: Forged Redemption
“Fuck," he said, sliding his hands down to my thighs. "You're making this very hard to be the good guy you said I was last night."
"I'm not drunk."
He pressed his forehead to mine, chuckling softly. "Yeah, I can see that and while the idea of taking you right now, against the wall, is enough to make me lose control, I want you to know that I'm serious. You're not a hook up. You're not a friend with benefits. You're more than that to me."
I closed my eyes, breathing heavily.
"Well, that was...really sort of perfect.”
Source: Wait for You
“Fuck!” he snarled.
He tilted her up again, her legs now resting on his shoulders, and positioned himself and began to push.
Into her back entrance.
Kimber drew in a great, shocked gasp, her hazel eyes wide. “Deke?”
“What the hell are you doing?” Luc barked.
Tensing a little more with every inch he pushed inside Kimber’s tight passage, the tendons on his neck standing out, the muscles in his arms shaking, assailed by the amazing sensations of being slowly enveloped by her tight, ready flesh, Deke could barely form a word. “Fucking her ass. Saving her life.”
Source: Decadent
“Fuck," he whimpered, mouth at my ear. "You feel--- so --- fucking good." His hips were already picking up speed, his body pistoning into mine so insistently, so needfully, it obliterated all self-doubt. He grabbed both of my hands in one of his, pinning them above my head, and stared transfixed at the way my breasts bounced with his movements. The way he was looking at me--- and the way it felt, my cunt clenching around him as he thrust into me again, and again, and again---
His hands dropped down to grip my ass, lifting my hips and changing the angle of our connection. Something about the new positioning opened me up to him even further, allowed him to go deeper, harder, to brush up against parts of me no one had touched before.
"Reggie," I gasped. "Oh, fuck." Something... something was different. I cried out again, helpless in the face of this delicious mounting pleasure, an ecstatic sort of pressure at the base of my spine that was threatening to pull me under. I felt drunk, wild, and burning hot, my body already racing towards another sharp crescendo as my hips sped up to match his movements.
Without thinking, I flung my head back onto the pillow, the angle leaving my neck completely exposed.
His hips stuttered to a stop, even as he remained fully seated inside me.
He growled.”
Source: My Vampire Plus-One
“Fuck her right in the pussy”
Source: Penis Grow Shortcuts
“Fuck, honey. You taste so good. We taste so good together...”
Source: Little Conversations
“Fuck hope and all the tiny little towns, one-horse towns, the one-stoplight towns, three-bars country-music jukebox-magic parquet-towns, pressure-cooker pot-roast frozen-peas bad-coffee married-heterosexual towns, crying-kids-in-the-Oldsmobile-beat-your-kid-in the-Thriftway-aisles towns, one-bank one-service-station Greyhound-Bus-stop-at-the-Pepsi-Cafe towns, two-television towns, Miracle Mile towns, Viv's Double Wide Beauty Salon towns, schizophrenic-mother towns, buy-yourself-a-handgun towns, sister-suicide towns, only-Injun's-a-dead-Injun towns, Catholic-Protestant-Mormon-Baptist religious-right five-churches Republican-trickle-down-to-poverty family-values sexual-abuse pro-life creation-theory NRA towns, nervous-mother rodeo-clown-father those little-town-blues towns.”
Source: In the City of Shy Hunters
“Fuck! How many times do I have to tell you? The butter goes into a butter dish because otherwise it absorbs all the other smells! And the cheese too! Transparent wrap wasn't invented for dogs, shit! And what the hell is this? Lettuce? Why did you leave it in a plastic bag? Plastic ruins everything! I've already told you, Philibert. Where are all those containers I brought home the other day? And what about this lemon? What's it doing in the egg compartment? You cut open a lemon, you wrap it up or put it upside down on a plate, capice?”
Source: Hunting and Gathering
“Fuck, I can't get enough of you," he muttered, giving a shake of his head. Yeah, like that would clear it.
"We should go upstairs---"
"No. Picnic first," he muttered, knowing he'd regret this for the next few hours when he sat through the torturous process of putting food into her mouth while battling a distinct case of blue balls. "You deserve to be treated right."
Confusion clouded her eyes. "I want you, Manny. I don't need all the fancy trappings."
"This isn't a fancy date, it's low-key, and I want to spend some quality time with you."
The confusion cleared, replaced by amusement. "You sure you're not a woman trapped in a man's body?"
"Come on," he said, grabbing her hand. "Besides, the faster we eat, the faster you get to discover that my body is definitely all man."
She fell into step without having to be asked again.”
Source: The Man Ban
“Fuck, I didn’t know how I could be so angry at someone I simultaneously couldn’t stand to be without.”
Source: Misinformation
“Fuck. I don’t remember her being so scary. She’s got those momma eyes down to a T, yet, somehow...on her, they are hot as hell. The term M.I.L.F. now makes all the sense in the world.”
Source: Boomerangers
“Fuck I hate fucks
Who think they’re so fucking great
They know everything about fucking,
When they’re just fucking fucks fucking!
And no one changes the fucking world
When they keep fucking to another fuck’s fuck.”
Source: Coal fire cream
“Fuck. I knew you would like my cock. I fucking knew it, sweetheart. You’re taking me so well.” She takes me even deeper then, and I can feel the tip touch the back of her throat. “Christ,” I grit out. “So fucking deep. Just imagine how it would feel inside your tight little cunt.”
Source: Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“Fuck, I'm never going to get enough of you, am I?”
Source: Fourth Wing
“Fuck, I'm such a little impulsive shit”
“Fuck', I think. What a beautiful word. If I could say only one thing for the rest of my life, that would be it.”
Source: The Descendants
“Fuck, ich liebe Kaffee.”
Source: Scherben einer zerbrochenen Seele
“Fuck if she doesn't get my rooster crowing.”
Source: Strike Zone
“Fuck it.”
Source: Fourth Wing
“Fuck it. I didn’t love him, but then I did and I got lost in whatever I thought it was. Whoever I thought he was. It was confusing to say the least, but confusion soon makes sense and now I’m just standing here speechless.”
“Fuck it, I think, as I open the Uber app.
A little white pill, my Xanax-shaped parachute, finds its way down my throat as I hit 'confirm ride'.
Then it's out the door into the night that's as restless as my mind.”
Source: Pieces of a Broken Mind
“Fuck it, motherfucker! That shit don't mean fuck to me!”
“Fuck it,” said Private First Class Chris Barnes, raising his hand. “Let’s do it. This sounds like a great fucking idea. Who wants to get blown up?” They started laughing. Watt, Barker, Cortez, and Private First Class Shane Hoeck all raised their hands. They did not give a damn anymore. It was all so absurd to them, that they were going to drive up and down a road for the next eight hours as bomb magnets. The only thing that they could do was laugh. “Hooray! We’re going out to get blown up!” they sang. “Who’s on board? Hey, who wants to come get blown up? Woohoo! Yeah, dude, I am ready to go fucking die! We are all going to fucking die!”
Source: Black Hearts: One Platoon's Descent Into Madness in Iraq's Triangle of Death
“Fuck it Thankfully: It's not about fixing you; it's about freeing you.”
Source: Fuck it Thankfully: How I used F*ck You and Gratitude to Transform my Life
“Fuck it... That's really the attitude that keeps a family together, it's not "we love each other", it's just "fuck it, man.”
“Fuck Kerouac; he would write his own story.”
Source: Looking for Redfeather
“Fuck, look at us, angel. Look at the way your pussy grips my cock. It's like I belong inside you.”
Source: Eleven Eleven
“Fuck me", Bat gasped, "It’s like an angel shat ice cream coffee rainbows in my mouth.”
Source: Gun Machine
“Fuck me for not killing you. Fuck everybody who's come within fifteen fucking feet of you and hasn't fucking tried. But fuck murder, fuck rotting in jail, fuck you and fuck you and fuck, you don't even deserve to be executed. Just die a slow fucking painful fucking death, you illiterate shit scumbag scumbag motherfucking shit-eating scumbag scumbag. You fucking, you fuck, fuck, fuck you. Fucking piece of shit.”
“Fuck me,” I whispered, giving him permission, taking him into my flesh, a soft invitation to madness.”
Source: Dear Rockstar