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“Yeah I am stupid, as a wiseman I don't think I am a clever, but as far I see stupid people count themselves as smart and clever.”
“Yeah, I assure you I hear you perfectly. But my ears don't do so as deftly.”
“Yeah, I did not have DOGE being the center of the Trump administration before January 20, but it certainly has become the center. And, to me, it's revelatory. You get the richest guy in the world cutting off food for the starving children around the world. Like, that's the essence of what it is. The second thing it is, it's cruelty and ruthlessness. I have had so many conversations over the last couple of weeks with people inside federal agencies when the DOGE boys comes to count. And they are naked in their cruelty, that this agency disagrees with Donald Trump, people here, we don't like what you believe, and we're just getting rid of you. And so that cruelty is kind of naked. And, to me, it symbolizes something that is at the epitome of this administration. These DOGE people, Elon Musk, he went to Penn. The DOGE people went to Harvard, they went to Stanford, they worked at McKinsey. These are not populists. These are elitists. These are conservative microelites who've been in elite universities who play in the elite circles and they want to take it out on their fellow elites. And that's what this administration has become about, a battle between elites, not somebody representing the working class for problems that are real.”
“Yeah I did put my clothes on, but my clothes took off... Could it be my clothes are putting me on??”
“Yeah. I don’t know, I always feel like I can’t figure out how to just stop watching and actually join.”
Source: Felix Ever After
“Yeah, I feel like, as women, we have to choose between two different dire4ctions to make it in this world, either we try to split from convention, set ourselves apart, break the rules. or we accept the rules and play along in order to make sure those doors open. And I can't blame any woman for whatever path she chooses.”
Source: Main Character Energy
“Yeah I flirt, I'm not blind and I'm not dead!.”
“Yeah, I get it; you're a vampire," she said. "Creepy. And okay, a little hot, I admit."
"You don't mean that."
"Come on. I still like you, you know, even if you... crave plasma."
Michael blinked and looked at her as if he had never seen her before.
"You what?"
"Like. You." Eve enunciated slowly, as if Michael might not know the words. "Idiot. I always have. What, you didn't know?" Eve sounded cool and grown-up about it, but Claire saw the hectic color in her cheeks, under the makeup.
"How clueless are you? Does it come with the fangs?"
"I guess I... I just thought... Hell. I just didn't think... You're kind of intimidating, you know."
"I'm intimidating? Me? I run like a rabbit from trouble, mostly," Eve said.
"It's all show and makeup. You're the one who's intimidating. I mean, come on. All that talent, and you look... Well, you know how you look."
" How do I look?" He sounded fascinated now, and he'd actually moved a little closer to Eve on the couch.
She laughed. "Oh come on. You're a total model-babe."
"You're kidding."
"You don't think you are?"
He shook his head.
"Then you're kind of an idiot, Glass. Smart, but and idiot." Eve crossed her arms.
“So? What exactly do you think about me, except that I’m intimidating?”
“I think you’re…you’re…ah, interesting?” Michael was amazingly bad at this, Claire thought, but then he saved it by looking away and continuing. “I think you’re beautiful. And really, really strange.”
Eve smiled and looked down, and that looked like a real blush, under the rice powder. “Thanks for that, “ she said, “I never thought you knew I existed, or if you did, that you thought I was anything but Shane’s bratty freak friend.”
“Well, to be fair, you are Shane’s bratty freak friend.”
“Hey!”
“You can be bratty and beautiful,” Michael said. “I think it’s interesting.”
Source: Ghost Town
“Yeah, I give you two a day before you end up killing one another," Nicholas remarks with a laugh."Seriously, it;s like watching mild porn, watching you two eye fuck each other every two seconds.”
Source: Broken Visions
“Yeah I got a question: Any more excuses tonight, Roy?”
“Yeah I got game like Stuart Scott...fresh out the ESPN shop”
“Yeah I grew up on the Westside of Detroit.”
“Yeah, I guess I am a sadistic piece of shit. What can you do? What else is there to do? My grandfathers were Soviet officers in Germany. They were Men. Now what is my Father? he's a little bitch who ran away from Russia in 1998. What's his fate? Well. He's gonna get fucked in the ASS with so many different things, you can't even imagine.”
“Yeah, I just said that. Welcome to my brain. You may want to buckle up.”
Source: Single Dad Laughing: The Best of Year One
“Yeah, I know, I’m a bit of a disaster. But hey, aren’t we all? Doesn’t mean we can’t fly.”
Source: The Disasters
“Yeah, I know, the Mars thing. I've been meaning to talk to you about that. When did you get the idea it would be cute to carve my dad's cell-phone number on a rock in the middle of Syrtis Major? He hates it when people call me on his phone."
Kit gave Nita a resigned look. "Sorry," he said, "I couldn't resist.”
Source: Wizards at War
“Yeah. I know why she cuts. I just don’t know the seed-reason. It’s deep inside her, and it’ll take time and patience to get it out of her.”
Source: Falling Into You
“Yeah I know you're a creature of the night. Bringer of death, sucker of blood, needer of tans, so on and so forth. And oddly enough, I'm still unimpressed.”
“Yeah. I left something here that I love.”
Source: The Best Goodbye
“Yeah. I like Chopin. I feel like Chopin is ‘emo.’ Do you like Chopin?”
Source: Shoplifting from American Apparel
“Yeah I live of my music. Why does everyone ask me that? Is my music that absurd that nobody could possibly be buying it?”
“Yeah. I'll put the pizza in, if you want to pick a movie."
"Oh, I think I get to pick the next five movies." Her grin was just a little wicked as she said it.
He couldn't help but grin back. "Is that right?"
"YHep. Call it part of your apology."...
"I can think of some other ways to make it up to you." He dropped his voice, the intent in his words clear...
Her cheeks tinged pink. "If these ways involve you naked with your head between my legs, I'll allow it.”
Source: Secret Obsession
“Yeah. I love you,” she said. She rubbed his back awkwardly. He felt something damp
on his hand and looked down. She was crying. One of her tears had splashed onto his
fingers. Another one followed, and he closed his hand around it. He was shivering, but not
from cold; still, she pulled off her scarf and wrapped it around them both. “We’ll figure it
out,” she said. “You’re my little brother, you dumb idiot. I love you no matter what.”
They sat together, shoulder to shoulder, looking off into the shadowy spaces between
the trees.”
Source: City of Lost Souls
“Yeah I loved, as a kid growing up, I loved science-fiction.”
“Yeah, I'm a drug addict. And a prostitute. The whole world knows. Not because I robbed my own family. Not because I ended up behind bars. Not because I've been hassled by the cops when soliciting customers from a local street corner. Not because I'm shooting up in the public bathrooms at your city park. Everyone knows because I told them all. I never tried to hide any of it. I never felt the need to.”
Source: Speed Needles
“Yeah, I'm a teenager. But that doesn't mean my life isn't important. It doesn't mean my actions don't have consequences, and it definitely does't mean my parents always knows what's best.”
“Yeah, I'm a thief."
"Honey, that's such a turn-on."
He reached for her, and she jumped away.
"Stand down," Kate said. "My hands are lethal weapons."
Nick backed her against the wall and leaned into her. "I've go a better lethal weapon than you do," he said. "Wanna see it?"
"No!"
Good lord, she could feel his lethal weapon pressing against her belly. It was big and hard. And as much as she hated to admit it, his big, hard weapon was exactly what she needed. She looked down and gasped because it was so perfect.
"Is this for me?" she asked.
"Absolutely," he said. "Take it if you want it."
"I want it," she said. "I really, really want it."
It was a Toblerone bar. Giant size.”
Source: The Heist
“Yeah. I’m an asshole. But I promise you, when the shit rolls downhill and you need someone with a shovel, I’m an asshole who can get the job done.”
Source: Gabriel's Fire
“Yeah, I'm aware," I scoff. "He's only been snooping around in my brain half the year." Oh God, that means he heard all the times I was swooning over him. That's not embarrassing.”
Source: Books of Destinies Vol. 1
“Yeah, I'm Governor, Jack, and the trouble with governors is they think they got to keep their dignity. But listen here, there ain't anything worth doing a man can do and keep his dignity. Can you figure out a single thing you really please-God like to do you can do and keep your dignity? The human frame just ain't built that way.”
Source: All the King's Men
“Yeah, I’m listenin’,” Morganith answered, “and Arda once told me pregnant Alteri women can see what might come to pass, not what will come to pass. What they see is just what people chose to do of their own shitty free will, not what they were forced to do by some gods.”
Source: The Thieves of Nottica
“Yeah. I'm not sure about the job prospects, though.
Oh, who cares? The economy's fucked anyway”
Source: Normal People
“Yeah. I'm the fly in the soup. I don't like it any better than you do. Flies don't like being swamped in soup, especially when it's hot.”
Source: Champagne for One
“Yeah, I'm working on the 7 volume of "The Life Of One Kid", but the cover it's not written 7 volume...”
“Yeah, I miss those days some. But all I gotta do is get a whiff of blood, anybody’s blood, and all those days of sunlight on girls’ hair and sunlight on chicory flowers and the hot wind blowin’ in your face and shine money and sheriffs swearing a blue streak ’cause I cut their tires, all of it just blows away. If Mitch Lily was still alive and walked in some bar, I’d drink with him and talk about old times for as long as I could stand it, and then, when that hot brick of hunger started cookin’ my guts, I’d ask him what he’s drivin’ now, and he’d say, “Aw, nothing like in them days,” and I’d say, “Show me anyway, Mitch Lily,” and out we’d go to the parking lot and I’d bend him down between two cars and first he’d think I was playin’ a joke and I’d laugh, too, and then he’d try to stand up and say, “Quit horsin’,” and say, “I ain’t,” real cold and he’d smell death in my mouth under the whiskey and he’d get a little scared and start tryin’ hard to stand up and push me off and he’d be surprised that he couldn’t stop me and I’d open up his throat and drink. Because as strong as he was, I’m stronger now. And as good as those days were, these nights are better, and the reason is blood and blood and blood. No shine, no pussy, and no love of Jesus ever tasted as good as the dirtiest nigger junkie’s blood, and that’s how it is. And that’s all right. Life, or whatever this is, is all right.”
Source: The Suicide Motor Club
“Yeah, I remember that day...
At that day I choose a book now is few years later and so far I never open it...”
Source: 4 Hours
“Yeah,” I said. “And that thing you just did...”
“This?” he inquired, puckering his lips again at me.
“Yes, that. The blowfish beat you to that, jackass. How do you like jackass?”
“Heeeeeeee-HAW!” he cried, punching both fists into the air. “Stick to something more loving though. Then I won’t have the urge to bray every time you call me.”
Source: The Sunshine Time - Season 1 Episode 15
“Yeah," I said because it led to more options than 'no'.”
Source: Mule
“Yeah, I said stuff, but I guess with time, I will disagree with some stuff. It's the way life works.”
Source: Alive
“Yeah i saw An Inconvenient Truth, and i dont want to say it was preachy but let's not kid ourselves, i've got far more important work to do”
“Yeah, I say. He make it up in cigarettes, sell 'em for a dime. It rot your breath, I say, but yall want to try one?
Not if it make us crazy, say Sofia. It hard enough to get by without being a fool.”
Source: The Color Purple
“Yeah I see,” Syn said quietly. Ro’s phone rang and he picked it up, giving Syn a couple of private minutes, which were needed because his heart was beating a mile a minute. The fates can’t be that cruel. To make the only man, no forget that; the only person that Syn had been interested in in over ten years a suspect in a murder case he was overseeing. On top of everything else, the man is married. This isn’t good. Ro disconnected his call and Syn asked him, “How soon before this one arrives?”
“He’s already here in room five. You coming?” Ro asked, taking Furious’ file from his hands.
“I’ll watch.” Syn walked beside Ro to the interrogation rooms. Then he thought better of it, and decided he needed to be honest with his men. They worked effectively together, but most of all they had each other's backs. Ro was a good man and Syn felt he could trust him. “Ro wait.”
“What’s up?”
Syn blew out a breath and scratched at the hair on top of his head, which was grown out enough that it was already starting to curl.
“Syn what’s going on?” Ro looked genuinely concerned, his vibrant blue eyes staring intently at him.
Syn looked back and forth as uniforms brushed passed them in the hall. Ro clasped a firm grip on Syn’s shoulder and ushered him into one of the vacant offices. “Talk to me man. You’re my Sarge but I consider you a friend first. That’s the way we operate. If you have a problem, then I have a fuckin’ problem, and so do twenty-one other men. But between you and me right now, what’s up?”
Syn rubbed the back of his neck and tried to ease some of the tension there. “This guy Furious.”
Ro shook his head indicating he was listening.
“I’m kind of, um … we uh … he’s my,” Syn stuttered not quite finding the right words.
“You know him and you like him,” Ro finished for him.
Syn looked Ro in the eye. “Yeah, I like him.” Syn took a deep breath. “He’s the first him that I’ve liked in a very long time.”
“I see.” Ro rubbed his hand over his cheek again. Syn knew the gesture meant Ro was thinking.
“Shit’s all fucked up now. I can’t date a goddamn suspect, a married goddamn suspect.”
“Hey whoa. We don’t know the situation with the marriage yet. The reasons I thought he could be a suspect? They might be easily explained away.”
“You’re the one said you think he’s hiding something,” Syn argued.
“Yes, I did. This guy is married, right? He leaves his husband in a way that makes the man file a missing persons on him, and then Furious changes his name, and not back to his birth name. It looks like he’s hiding from him, I just need to find out why.” Ro pulled a paper from the file. “This shows him making regular deposits to an account in a bank located in Los Angeles. The account is under a different name and has over ninety thousand dollars in it.”
“So he stole his husband’s money and hauled ass in the middle of the night. Fuckin’ great.” Syn yanked the door open, ready to charge into interrogation room five and tell Furious he could go to hell.
“Geez, hold on a minute, Sarge.” Ro grabbed his arm and pulled him back inside, slamming the door closed. “No wonder Day likes you so much. Both of you go off half-cocked all the fucking time. That money wasn’t stolen. It was life insurance proceeds from when his father died. He might’ve been hiding it from the husband. The contributions he’s been making since then have been small but frequent.”
“He’s a porn star, Ronowski! I can’t date a damn porn star! Fucking other women and probably men. What the fuck?” Syn was yelling and pacing now. He knew it wasn’t fair to yell at Ro, but he was the only one there now.”
“Yeah, I think ‘normal’ might not be your strong suit.”
Source: Do Not Be Afraid: A Whimsical Urban Fantasy About a Stranded Angel, a Hellhound Puppy, and a Second Chance on Earth
“Yeah I think Pitch Black was edgy, I think that's what worked for our film.”
“Yeah i thought about making the character of JD gay... But then i thought, but what about all the poor girls dreams you'll be crushing”
“Yeah, I thought to myself, like LSD, a black lover is the thing this year. I had seen the white girls in the Village and at off-Broadway theaters clutching their black men tightly while I, manless, looked on with bitterness. I often vowed I would find me an ofay in self-defense, but I could never bring myself to condone the wholesale rape of my slave ancestors by letting a white man touch me.”
“Yeah I took the spot she gone POOF”
“Yeah, I tried the whole conform to society thing once, and now I’m living in a mime’s worst nightmare. Lessons were learned.”
Source: The Glass Cloister
“Yeah I tried to hide away from all the sorrow and pain
But little did I know that I was going insane
The sun will always be there waiting after the rain”
“Yeah, I want to retreat from the world and ponder in solitude. At the same time I wouldn’t mind at least a couple of people pondering my whereabouts.”
Source: Am I Alone Here?: Notes on Living to Read and Reading to Live