Rhys Ford Quotes

I taught my sons to be men. I don't care who they love. I care about how they act. The moment they stop having manners or treat someone poorly, then we'll have words. Other than that, I only want them to be happy, and if you make Kane happy, then all I have to say to ye is welcome to the family.

He`d felt himself give others the exact same look she was giving him, a mental fuck you layered with a middle finger against authority.

He gave a halfhearted hope Ichiro could walk on his own steam, but a few fumbling tries to get him up onto his feet only showed Bobby how Ichi's legs could double as overcooked noodles.

We were close enough to kiss, so close I could feel his warm breathon my mouth. I parted my lips, taking what he felt he could give me, inhailing the kiss he couldn't give me.

The day was turning into one of complicated feathered wings held together with string and wax, but in this case - in Lang´s case- he knew he had to get closer to the sun, closer to the clouds, or he´d die on the ground, never having flown but for a moment on a stretch of black asphalt, tasting the wind in his lungs.

His squirming turned to near seizures, and he swung his arms, smacking me across the cheek. Of course it was the hand with the brick. I saw stars and rolled over. If Rocket got shot at, maybe he could deflect it with his brick, like Wonder Woman.

And don't ye be adding any more bows to that. God help ye, it looked like a blind gypsy dropped off a tribute to Herne in your living room.

Baby, you're so much of a woman, you turn me off when I hold you.

You look all elegant and sleek, like some golden and black cat. Then you go all ghetto on me when a pretty book shakes its ass in front of you.

I tried not to let my relief show. I'd been a passenger in Jae's car a total of three times, and after each trip, I forced myself not to kiss the ground in thanks once I got free of the Explorer. He'd learned to drive in Seoul. Apparently, no one believed in turn signals or lanes in South Korea, because Jae drove like a drunk butterfly heading to its next fermented flower.

She was a small cat, barely five pounds of black chinchilla fur and fangs, but Pearl Harbor envied her air-raid vocalizations.

With Damien's back bared before him, he could now see the subtle stamp of scars under the kirin, a lifetime of pain drowned beneath ink and determination.

He was a warm, long stretch of strength and tenderness smelling of sunshine, masculine heat and lemons.

The truth is, Lang," Angel whispered, "your brother hangs the stars in my goddamn sky. It sounds stupid and maybe corny, but when he's around me, it's like the night's full of light. So yeah, I love him. I love him pretty hard.

I ... have an unnatural fondness for him, Duchess. One might even say that I love him. As a man should love a woman, really."
"Well, I would imagine the mechanics of that would be different.

He'd never sat vigil for someone before - didn't know what he was supposed to do other than wait. And lust for the man sitting by his side. As if Death weren't enough to fight off, the world had to go and throw Desire into the fray as well.

I feel like I buried you in my pocket when I should have held you in my hand.

Honey, I look at cake the way he looks at you," Lana remarked, shoving a load of bags across the counter at him. "Just do me a favor. Invite me to the wedding when you two boys get around to it. I'll even give you a deal on the food." "OKAY,

And because there was that night when you called me at three in the morning to come get you, and then you made me promise not to laugh or say anything when you came out of a club wearing only pink suede chaps and a black thong. That's why.

Legends are very pretty but rarely touch on the important facts of life. Things like whether a 1969 red Mustang powered by a 351 Windsor can outrun a seventy-foot reptilian predator.

You should never play safe with your heart. It doesn't get to grow if you don't take it out. You break it. You give it away. And sometimes, you kind of hope someone gives it back to you - maybe wrapped up and taped but better because they held it for a little while.

How about if you turn over, baby?" Wolf licked his way up Tristan's back to nibble at the spot between his shoulder blades. "And we can take turns working our way through these condoms my mom brought us.

People who raise dogs to fight should be shot. Men who steal a little girl's dog to bait a fighting dog should die the slowest, most torturous death possible. Their skin should be separated from their flesh with an air hose through minute slits and then have water from the Salton Sea injected slowly into the cavities while someone rips off strips of duct tape from their balls. But that's just off the top of my head.

I think God knew that I'd one day get bored with retirement and go looking for something to do," Claudia said softly. "He knew that there was a broken gay boy who'd been treated with such little care that he'd need someone like me in his life. I just had to know how to love him. And if I couldn't find it in my heart to love the son I already had, how could I learn to love the one I would find?

I was as Asian as a bowl of corn flakes.

It's like a bad joke over here: a black woman, a Filipino transvestite, and a Korean ex-stripper walk into a gay man‟s house. All that's missing is a priest and a talking dog." - Bobby Dawson

You and Mama, both of you dress loud enough a blind man can feel you coming.

And sometimes I just hug him because I know it pisses him off, and he can't say shite about it.

I stole a bit of a chopped vegetable and was about to put it in my mouth when Jae's long fingers closed over my wrist. "What? You can't eat this raw?"
"It's bitter melon. You won't like it." He went into the fridge and came out with something that looked halfway familiar. "Here, leftover bao. There's char siu inside."
"The red pork stuff? Yeah, I like that. I thought it was Chinese."
"It is. We also eat hamburgers and spaghetti.

People like my mom and Miki are like kites. They need the sky. They need the wind. Me and my dad? We're the people holding the string. We're their anchors to the earth. Miki and I can feel each other through the connection.