Kele Moon Quotes

You really fucked up, Paul Guy, because I don't have an issue using people's weaknesses against them, and this is a pretty big fucking weakness. You could end up being my bitch for a very long time. ~ Kele Moon

Then go get dressed for your Master,"Danny said with a slow,dark smile."The snake and Eve worked together,you and I will too. We'll make sure our Adam enjoys Eden before he leaves. We'll give himstrawberry so sweet it will sustain him through a whole, miserable lifetime of bland vanilla. ~ Kele Moon

Tell me" ...
"What'd you wanna hear?"
"That you want it ... I have to know you really need this from me. That you need it like I need it. 'Cause, Madonn', I need it really bad, and I'm scared to come at you if you're not there with me. ~ Kele Moon

You wanna cry, chica?"
She nodded and squaked, "Yes"
"Then you cry" He signed as he caressed her arm. "I can't make you hard, so you be soft for both of us, okay? ~ Kele Moon

Romeo found himself walking up to the window. He placed his palm against the cool glass, and after a few seconds Tino's hand pressed against the other side. They stood there for a few seconds until Romeo felt his eyes getting watery and he turned away. ~ Kele Moon

I like 'em feisty. Especially with that twangy accent you got going on. I'd give my last UFC check to see you in a pair of Daisy Duke shorts. With those long legs, I bet they'd look amazing. ~ Kele Moon

Life's pretty friggin' mean most of the time. People got real problems and real shit to cry about, but this isn't it. This is the good stuff, and I've been kicked by life one too many times to just ignore it when something sweet falls in my lap. ~ Kele Moon

Have you really stolen a car?" "I have really stolen many cars before." "Could you steal my car?" "Your midrange car with no theft protection devices that you keep unlocked in your garage that is also unlocked?" Marcos snorted in disbelief. "Yes, I could steal it. ~ Kele Moon

Wyatt gave him a look, making it obvious he thought Clay had lost his mind. "You telling me you think a piece of pie's gonna fix my problems?"
"Why not?" Clay laughed. "Fixed mine. ~ Kele Moon

With his arm back around Gavin's waist, Brad suddenly seemed very determined to get to their destination. Gavin was curious about it until he saw the restaurant. With rainbow flags hanging on either side of the sign mounted on the roof, it sort of looked like home base in a game of gay tag. ~ Kele Moon

It was as if the blinders to his vision had been lifted and he wanted to make up for every moment the two of them had missed. ~ Kele Moon

I was begging you not to get married and if you do manage to talk some poor woman into marrying you, please pull out," Paul said in a slow, condescending manner, raising his eyebrows in hopes of clarifying. "Sterilization should be a legal requirement for pricks like you. ~ Kele Moon

Cocky."
"I won't deny it. Which is why this is weird for me," Romeo's voice lowered as he leaned into her. His warm breath fanned against her neck, making Jules shiver as he said, "You're so beautiful you make me feel humble. Being with you scares me, and I'm not real sure what to do about it. ~ Kele Moon

Danny swallowed hard, his eyes still narrowed as they ran over Paul. "I should say no."
"Oh, you should," Paul agreed, feeling wonderfully devious as he reached for the hem of his shirt and worked at pulling it over his head, being slow about revealing his stomach muscles, watching with a sense of satisfaction as Danny's gaze started to follow his movements. "Say no, Danny Boy. That makes it fun. I like a challenge. ~ Kele Moon

You like it dirty; I do too. Be filthy; beg me for it. Be a complete cock whore."
"You like being forced to just lay there and wait for me. I like it too. You look so good all open and ready for my cock. Just being still and obedient like a good little cock whore. ~ Kele Moon

Two phoenixes that had overcome the tragic ending written a long time ago, proving the history doesn't always repeat itself. ~ Kele Moon

We can do something else," Paul offered casually, taking another long drink of Danny's beer, enjoying the game in a way he probably shouldn't. Seduction was always a challenge, and he had an unfair advantage with knowing Danny as well as he did. It almost felt like cheating. "You may not be a sadist, but you are absolutely a Dom. No question, being in control gets you off. I know it does. ~ Kele Moon

That's like the tenth time you've looked at your reflection in the past five minutes." Chuito narrowed dark eyes at her as he leaned forward from his seat in the back and contemplated Jules. "Do you have a crush on me?"
...
Chuito got out of the car, studying Jules fussing with her outfit. "I was joking, but now you got me scared. You're not really after me, are you?"
Jules rolled her eyes. "No."
"Thank God. That'd be like doing it with my mother. ~ Kele Moon

This was a new year. He was in third grade. It was time to be bold. ~ Kele Moon

He can't keep it in his pants for a few months?" "He's twenty-two and full-blooded Italian," Romeo reminded Clay, thinking it was obvious. "No, he can't. ~ Kele Moon

Can you find beauty in darkness, Eve?" Danny asked.
She nodded. "Yes."
"Then look for it," he said softly. ~ Kele Moon

Wyatt knew with absolute conviction Clay didn't mean it. They didn't suffer through two very painful concussions together to walk the other way once they'd healed up. Those were battle wounds. It was like surviving a war together. Wyatt just chose to forget they'd been on opposing sides. He knew Clay was supposed to be his best friend. It felt like destiny.
Just like he knew he was supposed to grow up, be sheriff, and marry Tabitha McMillen. ~ Kele Moon

Alaine frowned at him for a moment. "Are you asking me if I need feminine products?"
"I'm telling you to plan ahead," Nova said with a deliberate look at her. "Anything you think you're gonna need, I'll pick up."
"Wow"-Alaine pulled back in surprise- "I'm sort of impressed right now. You ARE a progressive gangster."
"Just text me," Nova said as he threw up his hand. "I'm leaving."
"She's not going to need feminine products," Tino said with a bark of laughter. "I guarantee you she's pregnant after last night. ~ Kele Moon

Maybe I'll leave you hard and aching for days, months, years. That's how long I've been hard for you. Turn about's fair play, dontcha think, Paul Guy? (from Finding Eden Excerpt) ~ Kele Moon

Screw you, Moretti." Wyatt glared at him. "I ain't stupid."

Nova laughed. "You just said 'ain't. ~ Kele Moon

Come on, asshole," Paul said as he stepped onto the porch. "Come make me cry - I dare ya. ~ Kele Moon

What was your one goal, Sari?
To be quite. ~ Kele Moon

El Vibora - The Viper. A sexy, badass motherfucker. Part-time underground fighter and full-time thug. The primary concern when fighting El Vibora isn't winning ... it's not dying. ~ Kele Moon

What're the job requirements?"

"Stay young forever. Stay hopeful." Carlo stretched back out on the floor and stared at the ceiling as if pondering it. "To laugh when you're happy and cry when you're sad. You have to keep your soul. Somehow you have to hold on to it. That's the requirement. ~ Kele Moon

Paul begged for it harder.

Danny gave it to him. ~ Kele Moon

Tino laughed with him and then asked, "What the hell is up with you? You acted like I murdered your mother today."
"Not funny." Chuito sobered. "Mafia doesn't get to make jokes about murdering my mother. ~ Kele Moon

Are you going to cry when you hand your Evie Girl over to me? You never cry for me. I think I'd like to see it. ~ Kele Moon

Please don't make me let go yet, Romeo. I'm not ready. ~ Kele Moon

Your ass belongs to me. I've suffered for it. I've loved you forever. I deserve it," Danny went on, his voice a low mixture of anger and desire. "I don't ever want you getting from another man what you can get from me. You hear me, Paul Guy, it's mine. ~ Kele Moon

Life would have been easier if he'd never taught her to believe in heroes by handing her those cookies that day, but it wouldn't have been nearly as magnificent either. ~ Kele Moon

He got that sensation again. His chest expanded with the emotions, making him feel like he'd shatter right there over how beautiful she was and how desperately he adored her. It actually choked him with the force of it. If he tried to speak, he'd lose it. ~ Kele Moon

These country chicks, I'm not even kidding you, they're fucking hard-core. They'll kill your ass and make it look like an accident. You drag the lakes around here and I promise you, there's dumb assholes who tried to get laid by the wrong chicks floating at the bottom of it - concrete boots - and I think your girlfriend's distributing them. Sadistic bitch. ~ Kele Moon

Can I tell you that in my eyes not even God would be good enough to command you? ~ Kele Moon

Let's get outta here. Or I'm gonna put my mouth on you right here. I've been fantasizing 'bout tasting you since Thanksgiving." ~ Clay ~ Kele Moon

Tasting what could have been - what should have been - didn't make it easier. ~ Kele Moon

Fear can be a potent aphrodisiac. ~ Kele Moon

Wyatt paused, wondering if it was protocol to apologise that his sibling was a little less shot up than theirs was. ~ Kele Moon

Tabitha knew from hard-won experience the hardest part wasn't enduring the storm, or accepting the end. It was finding a way to put the broken pieces together in the aftermath. ~ Kele Moon

In the sky there is nobody asleep. Nobody, nobody.
Nobody is asleep.
The creatures of the moon sniff and prowl about their cabins.
The living iguanas will come and bite the men who do not dream,
and the man who rushes out with his spirit broken will meet on the
street corner
the unbelievable alligator quiet beneath the tender protest of the
stars.

Nobody is asleep on earth. Nobody, nobody.
Nobody is asleep.
In a graveyard far off there is a corpse
who has moaned for three years
because of a dry countryside on his knee;
and that boy they buried this morning cried so much
it was necessary to call out the dogs to keep him quiet.

Life is not a dream. Careful! Careful! Careful!
We fall down the stairs in order to eat the moist earth
or we climb to the knife edge of the snow with the voices of the dead
dahlias.
But forgetfulness does not exist, dreams do not exist;
flesh exists. Kisses tie our mouths
in a thicket of new veins,
and whoever his pain pains will feel that pain forever
and whoever is afraid of death will carry it on his shoulders.

One day
the horses will live in the saloons
and the enraged ants
will throw themselves on the yellow skies that take refuge in the
eyes of cows.

Another day
we will watch the preserved butterflies rise from the dead
and still walking through ~ Federico Garcia Lorca

Why has nobody ever told him that the man in the moon is shouting in alarm? He ~ Lauren Groff

This mangled, smutted semi-world hacked out
Of dirt ... It is not possible for the moon
To blot this with its dove-winged blendings. ~ Wallace Stevens

What would you like to do tonight?"

Go to the moon with you. ~ Cynthia Freeman

The universe, which is not merely the stars and the moon and the planets, flowers, grass and trees, but other people, has evolved no terms for your existence, has made no room for you, and if love will not swing wide the gates, no other power will or can. And if one despairs
as who has not?
of human love, God's love alone is left. ~ James Baldwin

Moon-Watcher felt the first faint twinges of a new and potent emotion. It was a vague and diffuse sense of envy
of dissatisfaction with his life. He had no idea of its cause, still less of its cure; but discontent had come into his soul, and he had taken one small step toward humanity. ~ Arthur C. Clarke

Energy is the golden thread that connects economic growth,
increased social equity, and an environment that allows the world to thrive. ~ Ban Ki-moon

I'm the last person to ask about unrequited love - I've run away to the Moon and fled to its valleys ... ~ John Geddes

Life Will Never Be The Same Because There Had Never Been Anyone Like You ... Ever in the World. ~ Nancy Tillman

There was about as much of a chance of me not using the journal again, as a cow jumping over the moon. ~ Johnny Stone

THE MOTH AND THE BUTTERFLY

When the sun rises over the horizon,
the butterfly emerges to dance in its brilliant light.
It flickers its colorful wings with euphoria,
To celebrate all the beauty found
in the majestic garden of life.

When the moon arrives in the darkness,
The moth appears at the disappearance of sunlight.
It flickers its pale wings as it shakes from its deep slumber,
To go search for food
To carry it through the night.

The moth prefers the moon and detests the sun,
while the butterfly loves the sun and hides from the moon.
Every living creature responds to light,
But depending on the amount of light you have inside,
Determines which lamp in the sky
Your heart will swoon.

Poetry by Suzy Kassem ~ Suzy Kassem

Drag me to the moon, to catch a star and seize its brilliance as I'm swept up in amorphous dust. ~ Bradley Chicho

Tangled Moon ~ Sometimes you have to break the rules. Sometimes you have to let go of the past. And sometimes you have to accept the impossible. ~ Olivia Stocum

Terrorism is a significant threat to peace and security, prosperity and people. ~ Ban Ki-moon

I never really thought about when I look at the moon it's the same moon Shakespeare and Marie Antoinette and George Washington and Cleopatra looked at. Not to mention all those zillions of people I've never heard of. All those Homo sapiens and Neanderthals looked at the very same moon as me. It waxed and waned in their sky too. ~ Susan Beth Pfeffer

The moon: in that luminous face one can behold those tired phases that bring only disappointment and no satisfaction; the impulses governing its expression remain patternistic, its cycles of transition easily predictable. With moderated temperament it commands the capricious sea: its diametric opponent, in whose helpless defiance, arises an empty, albeit elegant promise, an ever-changing flicker of reflected light, a simultaneous opening and closing of paths to be traversed, a vacillating hope and disillusionment in whose unsettling direction emerges something one might wish to call, even under the hardened visage of sky, a marginal sense of freedom. To walk upon the decks of ramshackle vessels rising and descending in patterns indeterminate, to lean in ecstasy over their shaky rails to witness the splendor of that which transforms immediately upon being witnessed and which transforms thereby the witness in question: it was these flights of reverie that appealed better to one's imagination than the lean pragmatism of predictable transition. ~ Ashim Shanker

We need a god who bleeds now
a god whose wounds are not
some small male vengeance
some pitiful concession to humility
a desert swept with dryin marrow in honor of the lord
we need a god who bleeds
spreads her lunar vulva & showers us in shades of scarlet
thick & warm like the breath of her
our mothers tearing to let us in
this place breaks open
like our mothers bleeding
the planet is heaving mourning our ignorance
the moon tugs the seas
to hold her/to hold her
embrace swelling hills/i am
not wounded i am bleeding to life
we need a god who bleeds now
whose wounds are not the end of anything ~ Ntozake Shange

Don't leave my ocean for shallow waters then ask me about the moon. ~ Dream Hampton

We carry adolescence around in our bodies all our lives. We get through the Car Crash Age alive and cruise through our early twenties as cool dudes, wily, dashing, winsome ... shooting baskets, the breeze, the moon, and then we try to become caring men, good husbands, great fathers, good citizens. ~ Garrison Keillor

Each in His Own Tongue
A fire mist and a planet,
A crystal and a cell,
A jellyfish and a saurian,
And caves where the cave men dwell;
Then a sense of law and beauty,
And a face turned from the clod -
Some call it Evolution,
And others call it God.
A haze on the far horizon,
The infinite, tender sky,
The ripe, rich tint of the cornfields,
And the wild geese sailing high;
And all over upland and lowland
The charm of the goldenrod -
Some of us call it Autumn,
And others call it God.

Like tides on a crescent sea beach,
When the moon is new and thin,
Into our hearts high yearnings
Come welling and surging in;
Come from the mystic ocean,
Whose rim no foot has trod -
Some of us call it Longing,
And others call it God.

A picket frozen on duty,
A mother starved for her brood,
Socrates drinking the hemlock,
And Jesus on the rood;
And millions who, humble and nameless,
The straight, hard pathway plod -
Some call it Consecration,
And others call it God. ~ William Herbert Carruth

Sundown- When the sun must make peace with the moon and for a few brief moments, the two touch in mutual friendship and respect. Perfect balance between the light and dark. A time for reflection and for preparation. ~ Sherrilyn Kenyon

We mustn't keep meeting like this. Communications between the people of the moon and earth is forbidden ... it is the way of the gods ... we mustn't fall in love ... but its already too late ... ~ Naoko Takeuchi

She's a dark-eyed, red flame, bohemian hurricane. ~ Melody Lee

I stood face to face with the moon and the ocean and the future that spread out with all its bewildering immensity before me. ~ Pat Conroy

There'll be a man on the moon before Gaylord Perry hits a home run. ~ Alvin Dark

What it boils down to is that parenting a child with autism is a difficult job; writing about it is far easier. ~ Elizabeth Moon

The moon twangs its silver strings;
The river swoons into town;
The wind beds down in the pines,
Covers itself with stars. ~ George Elliott Clarke

Lovers moon and wishing stars are too busy for the likes of us. ~ Jake. H. Khiangte

The equatorial monsoons which brought a rainy season to the coasts had small effect here in the highlands, from moon to moon, the rainfall varied little. Winter, summer, autumn, spring were involuted, turning in upon themselves, a slow circling of time. ~ Peter Matthiessen

My beloved has arrived, but rather than greeting him,
All I can do is bite the corner of my apron with a blank expression-
What an awkward woman am I.
My heart has longed for him as hugely and openly as a full moon
But instead I narrow my eyes, and my glance to him
Is sharp and narrow as the crescent moon.
But then, I'm not the only one who behaves this way.
My mother and my mother's mother were as silly and stumbling as I am when they were girls ...
Still, the love from my heart is overflowing,
As bright and crimson as the heated metal in a blacksmith's forge. ~ Kim Dong Hwa

The moon is more interesting than the unchanging sun. That is surely why it is used in poetry and the sun is not - unless one talks of dawn or dusk, when the sun briefly hovers on the edge of day. ~ Liza Dalby

The flames of the luau bonfire burned brightly. Sparks flew into the sky and disappeared before they reached the stars above. Near the horizon, the moon was large and round and flawless as porcelain. ~ Victoria Kahler

Our lives are consolidated on our phones: our calendars, our cameras, our pictures, our work, our news, our weather, our email, our shopping - all of it can be managed with state-of-the-art apps in powerful little devices we carry everywhere. Even the GPS app on my phone, which guided me to a new coffee shop today, possesses thirty thousand times the processing speed of the seventy-pound onboard navigational computer that guided Apollo 11 to the surface of the moon. ~ Tony Reinke

He touches my face.
There is something different in his touch. It feels like he's saying good-bye, and I know a moment of panic.
But my dream sky darkens and sleep's moon fills the horizon.
"Don't leave me." I thrash in the sheets.
"I'm not, Mac."
I know I am dreaming then, because dreams are home to the absurd and what he says next is beyond absurd.
"You're leaving me, Rainbow Girl. ~ Karen Marie Moning

The Wind Will Carry Us

In my night, so brief, alas
The wind is about to meet the leaves.
My night so brief is filled with devastating anguish
Hark! Do you hear the whisper of the shadows?
This happiness feels foreign to me.
I am accustomed to despair.
Hark! Do you hear the whisper of the shadows?
There, in the night, something is happening
The moon is red and anxious.
And, clinging to this roof
That could collapse at any moment,
The clouds, like a crowd of mourning women,
Await the birth of the rain.
One second, and then nothing.
Behind this window,
The night trembles
And the earth stops spinning.
Behind this window, a stranger
Worries about me and you.
You in your greenery,
Lay your hands – those burning memories –
On my loving hands.
And entrust your lips, replete with life's warmth,
To the touch of my loving lips
The wind will carry us!
The wind will carry us! ~ Forugh Farrokhzad

I assure you, my dear, were you to play the piano on the moon, I would hear every chord. ~ Amor Towles

The school year progressed slowly. I felt as if I had been in the sixth grade for years, yet it was only October. Halloween was approaching. Coming from Ireland, we had never thought of it as a big holiday, though Sarah and I usually went out trick-or treating. For the last couple of years I had been too sick to go out, but this year Halloween fell on a day when I felt quiet fine. My mother was the one who came up with the Eskimo idea. I put on a winter coat, made a fish out of paper, which I hung on the end of a stick, and wrapped my face up in a scarf. My hair was growing in, and I loved the way the top of the hood rubbed against it. By this time my hat had become part of me; I took it off only at home. Sometimes kids would make fun of me, run past me, knock my hat off, and call me Baldy. I hated this, but I assumed that one day my hair would grow in, and on that day the teasing would end.

We walked around the neighborhood with our pillowcase sacks, running into other groups of kids and comparing notes: the house three doors down gave whole candy bars, while the house next to that gave only cheap mints. I felt wonderful. It was only as the night wore on and the moon came out and the older kids, the big kids, went on their rounds that I began to realize why I felt so good. No one could see me clearly. No one could see my face. ~ Lucy Grealy

When you love something, you have to make sure it loves you back, or you'll bring about no end of trouble chasing it. ~ Patrick Rothfuss

Are there no Moravians in the Moon, that not a missionary has yet visited this poor pagan planet of ours, to civilise civilisation and christianise Christendom? ~ Herman Melville

The stars whirled above us and the firecrackers blazed. The moon stood watch as drops of blood fell, careless seeds that sizzled in the snow. ~ Laurie Halse Anderson

In my mind, public space travel will precede efforts toward exploration
be it returning to the moon, going to Mars, visiting asteroids, or whatever seems appropriate. We've got millions and millions of people who want to go into space, who are willing to pay. When you figure in the payload potential of customers, everything changes. ~ Buzz Aldrin

At the age of eight, I bought my first telescope and would spend hours gazing at the moon and stars. I remember thinking what it must have been like when man first realized that we were only a very small part of the overall picture. ~ Daniel Hope

I have sat by night beside a cold lake And touched things smoother than moonlight on still water, But the moon on this cloud sea is not human, And here is no shore, no intimacy, Only the start of space, the road to suns. ~ F. R. Scott

I've been divorced and I had to get back out there be single again and do some of that in the genuinely miserable state where you really do wonder what the hell is going on. And you feel like trying to have casual conversation with someone you don't know on the surface of the moon or something. ~ Hank Azaria