Murf the Surf

“Kya sat frozen, her arms slightly raised, so as not to interfere with his maneuvering. Finally, he settled as though he had nested here every night of his life. He looked at her. Gently she touched his head, then scratched his neck. A loud purr erupted like a current. She closed her eyes at such easy acceptance. A deep pause in a lifetime of longing.”
― Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

“poor being seemed like a wonderful . . . person. It wasn't her fault that she looked like a colossal wasp. And it wasn't her problem. It was their problem. And they would have to find a way to overcome it.”
― Douglas E. Richards, Out of This World

“When the world has gone mad, we must help each other when we can. Most of my neighbours are good and share what little they have. When Benito snared a rabbit, he gave us some of it to make the good broth you are eating. And when I came home this morning, I passed Signora Gucci and she saw the mushrooms I had found.”
― Rhys Bowen, The Tuscan Child

“Cathy says, “I’ve always hated that phrase—the opposite sex. I mean, how exactly do we oppose each other? How exactly are we opposites? I think we’re complementary.”
― Peter Cawdron, Anomaly