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“All my adult life, sex has been something that emptied me of hope, self-worth, and a belief in love. But what happened last night showed me it can be the opposite, too. These men filled me with their bodies and their releases, but with their hearts and dreams and a glimpse at a future I could never have believed would include me. 11 Cowboys”

“Mathias shivered. The forest had pulled so close when they drew near to this hostel, branches twitching. And he couldn’t tell if the feel of branches against his legs had been coincidental or if a tree had reached out to brush against him, taking his measure. At least no one had been yanked from their saddle. But no one looked comfortable. Except Aunia. She merely raised her face to the canopy, eyes wide as if a chorus of faeries danced for only her.”

“He held out his hand to Calliope with her hands on the shoulders of the hooded figure. They stepped forward, and when Cali nudged her up onto the dais, the figure hesitated, but then lifted the hood. Her gaunt face and deep black hair shaded haunted black eyes. A nasty sibilance went through the crowd. “Everyone,” Doc said, “this is Bianca. Bianca, meet New Village.” As Rossi stared--as everyone stared--mouths wide open, Bianca took off her cloak. Her skin on her face, arms and legs was not only pale but gray, with scars that were ash-colored. Her eyes weren’t ringed with mats of goo like the man and animals they had burned before. However, those near the front could see, as her eyes flicked from one side of the amphitheater to the other, a thin line of cruddy black residue lined her eyelids and lashes like a gritty mascara. She was tainted.”

“Adria:Tell me what you want right now, or I’ll get that vibrator out and you can say goodbye to being inside me. Bryson: I want to rip these ropes off and carry you to the bed. I want to taste you, be inside of you. Slam into you, fill you.Serve you.Ruin you. Aria: Are you sure that’s what you want? Because you seem to like this? Bryson: "I love this",he said. I love you.”

“Fatima nodded quickly. “Absolutely,” she said, trying to sound upbeat. She could pretend for a moment that this was a possibility. Even if it could never happen. “Now, tell me. I bet Zahir is bald and fat. And he probably has a wart on his nose. I mean, he always was an old fuddy-duddy.” Sitting here with her friend, pretending things were possible, gave Fatima the courage to act as if she were a teenager again.”

“I lay there in the bath not thinking, not doing anything. After a few seconds, I heard her open the front door, and then her voice saying: she's had a really rough day, so just be nice to her. And Nick said: I know, I will. I loved them both so much in this moment that I wanted to appear in front of them like a benevolent ghost and sprinkle blessings into their lives. Thank you, I wanted to say. Thank you both. You are my family now.”

“So, this isn’t going great, and so far I definitely don’t like these guys as much as I enjoyed hanging out with Paloma and Maritza—chaotic as the queens are—but it could be worse. They’re willing to entertain polite conversation, and we have some things in common. Like, they’re gay, we’re gay, they have twin fae babies, we have a little trash baby we found in the woods.”

“It was as though they knew me well by now, despite knowing barely anything about me. It was as though you could know a person without knowing the details of their life. You could know their light, because you shared the same light, the way I’d known the prayers the night before without knowing I knew them. I had never imagined this kind of warmth could be so safe, abundant. I’d spent so much time cutting and carving away at myself, worshipping cold. I feared that light and warmth were a trick, a tease, false offerings that lured you into relaxing, and just when you made yourself vulnerable, they would be seized. Better to adapt to the cold. Better to thrust the cold on oneself. Be prepared. Yet with the Schwebels it was so easy. The light was sustained, plentiful. It wasn’t going anywhere. And so I ate what I wanted, when I wanted, maybe even overindulged compared to what a normal person would eat. I wasn’t sure exactly what that was yet, to eat normally. But I feasted on the food and the warmth, the cozy togetherness, and I realized that the food itself was only one part of what a person needed in order to be sustained.”