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“Tobias wasn't entirely sure what happened next. All of a sudden everyone was in motion, and Tobias hit the carpet behind the couch face down with one arm wrenched behind his back. "Get the light, Phan! Light!" Noah barked, planting a knee in Tobias' back to keep him down. Tobias sighed, fighting the instinct to move; Noah would break his arm. "This really isn't my night," he said. ~ after Tobias sneaks up on Noah & Phan in the dark while they're watching a horror flick”

“Tobin," Mom said disapprovingly. She wasn't a particularly funny person. It suited her professionally - I mean, you don't want your cancer surgeon to walk into the examination room and be like, "Guy walks into a bar. Bartender says, 'What'll ya have?' And the guy says, 'Whaddya got?' And the bartender says, 'I don't know what I got, but I know what you got: Stage IV melanoma.”

“Toby [Huss] gets shot, or that part when [John] Travolta says this, or the part where Ethan [Hawke] says that cool thing - those details are the things that are interesting to me. So just acknowledging we don't have a lot of money [for Valley of Violence], so we're going to make a Western that's kind of contained, but we're going to make it super charismatic and we're going to make it memorable for what it is as opposed to what we couldn't afford.”

“Toby looked so miserable the soldiers gathered around him for support. They sang a revised version of their company song: Buckle for your dust, boys, no flakey diddy-bopping. Stay tight, and fight the Grimhilda Red Alert. The second line was adaptable to any situation: the day before it had included references to grizzly bears.”

“Toby reached up and pulled Wayne down to kiss him. They kissed and wrapped their arms around each other, pulling each other closer until their bodies were like one. They spent the next hour using their hands, lips and tongues to explore each other’s bodies. Toby let go of his fear and let his passion and desire drive his actions. They were gentle, sweet and kind, yet fierce in their lovemaking. Afterwards, they curled up together under the same blanket and drifted off to a peaceful sleep, warm in each other’s arms.”

“Toby smiled and started to speak, but Josh adjusted his hold on Tank and reached back, covering Toby's mouth. "Wait," Grace said. "I think he was going to actually use words." "Yeah, but trust me, you don't want to hear them." Toby pulled Josh's hand away. "Are you my new mommy?" Grace's mouth fell open in shock, and Toby giggled at the sight. "Okay, Tiger," Josh said. "You know I love the sound of your laugh, probably more than any sound in the world, but I will squash you like a grape if you say that to one more woman today.”

“Toca el jazz; no hay melodía, sólo notas, una miríada de breves sacudidas. No conocen reposo; un orden inflexible las genera y destruye; sin dejarles nunca tiempo para recobrarse, para existir por sí. Corren, se apiñan, me dan al pasar un golpe seco y se aniquilan. Me gustaría retenerlas, pero sé que si llegara a detener una, sólo quedaría entre mis dedos un sonido canallesco y languideciente. Tengo que aceptar su muerte; hasta debo querer esta muerte; conozco pocas impresiones más ásperas o más fuertes.”

“Toch is geweld in mijn ervaring niet de uiting van wie werkelijk zijn, maar van de schending daarvan. Daarom is het zo belangrijk om onszelf te leren kennen. Wanneer onze basisbehoeften - liefde, erkenning, verbondenheid, zelfexpressie, zinvol leven en het gevoel echt te leven - niet worden bevredigd, als we er niet in slagen wat onze behoeften zijn, kunnen we allemaal gewelddadig worden.”

“Toch zijn er mensen die in die logica − dus dat je je concentreert op de meest futiele details zoals stof op een bureau of vliegenpoepjes op een schilderij − de enige manier zien om de waarheid te doorgronden. Misschien zien ze het zelfs als het definitieve bewijs van die waarheid. Er zijn kunsthistorici die dat beweren. Goed, zij beweren weliswaar niet dat ze vliegenpoepjes op een schilderij zien, maar wel dat ze, als ze bijvoorbeeld moeten bepalen of een schilderij echt is of niet, enkel kijken naar de minst belangrijke details. In hun visie richten kunstvervalsers zich op de hoofdkenmerken, zoals de ronde vorm van een gezicht, of een lichaamshouding, die ze vervolgens perfect nabootsen. Maar ze kijken zelden naar de kleine, marginale details, zoals oorbellen, of de nagels van vingers of tenen. Daardoor slagen ze er niet in het kunstwerk in al zijn facetten te reproduceren. Anderen beweren, op basis van hetzelfde idee, dat je een voorval of een object precies kunt reconstrueren, zelfs als je het niet zelf hebt meegemaakt, simpel door te kijken naar de kleine details die anderen misschien onbelangrijk vinden, zoals dat in oude fabels vaak gebeurt.”

“Tocqueville admired this small group of so-called Radicals, which had no counterpart in France. Unlike the French, these English Radicals respected the principles of democratic rule, they were not trying to impose utopian systems on an unwilling society; they respected the right to property as the basis for civilized society, they saw the political necessity of religion, and they were well educated. Tocqueville felt at ease with them, perhaps because, like them, they combined elitist manners with reformist ambitions. He recognized in them the type of politician he wanted to become.”

“Tod's eyes widened, and his irises swirled in tight twists of blue. "Well, I don't see that I have much of a choice, considering that's part of Reaper Law." "There's a Reaper Law?" "Of course. 'A reaper is Trustworthy, Loyal, Helpful, Friendly, Courteous...'" He shrugged. "It gets boring after that. But this situation is clearly covered under the 'helpful' category." I rolled my eyes. "I think that's the Boy Scout law." "They took it from us. But they left out all the good stuff.”