“I closed my eyes instead. And Puck kissed me.
“If you are going to do that, would you mind not jostling the bed so much?”
came a sarcastic voice near the headboard. “Perhaps you could roll around on the floor.”
Blushing furiously, I looked up. Grimalkin lay on the pillow, watching us with
a bemused, half-lidded stare. Puck followed my gaze and let out an explosive sigh.
“Did I ever mention how much I hate cats?”
“Do not blame me, Goodfellow.” Grimalkin blinked, managing to sound
bored and indignant at the same time. “I was minding my own business long before you and the
princess started humping like rabbits.”
― The Iron Daughter
“If you are going to do that, would you mind not jostling the bed so much?”
came a sarcastic voice near the headboard. “Perhaps you could roll around on the floor.”
Blushing furiously, I looked up. Grimalkin lay on the pillow, watching us with
a bemused, half-lidded stare. Puck followed my gaze and let out an explosive sigh.
“Did I ever mention how much I hate cats?”
“Do not blame me, Goodfellow.” Grimalkin blinked, managing to sound
bored and indignant at the same time. “I was minding my own business long before you and the
princess started humping like rabbits.”
― The Iron Daughter
“Boson forces don't exist in Quantum space. The Light of the World is only found this side of the Timewall.”
― Matching Configurations
― Matching Configurations
“I can't tell you what to do, Ishmael. I've tried to understand what it's been like for you - having gone to war, having lost your arm, not having married or had children. I've tried to make sense of it all, believe me, I have - how it must feel to be you. But I must confess that, no matter how I try, I can't really understand you. There are other boys, after all, who went to war and came back home and pushed on with their lives. They found girls and married and had children and raised families despite whatever was behind them. But you - you went numb, Ishmael. And you've stayed numb all these years.”
― Snow Falling on Cedars
― Snow Falling on Cedars
“Intellectually, he is like interstellar space - a vast vacuum occasionally crossed by homeless, wandering clichés.”
― Inside U.S.A
― Inside U.S.A
“She died on a windy gray day in March when the sky was full of darting crows and the world lay prostrate and defeated after winter. Peter Lake was at her side and it ruined him forever. It broke him as he had not ever imagined he could have been broken. He would never again be young, or able to remember what it was like to be young. What he had once taken to be pleasures would appear to him in his defeat as hideous and deserved punishments for reckless vanity.”
― Winter's Tale
― Winter's Tale
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