Let’s start over shall we? Hello gorgeous. I’m Justin McKinley. I’m head baker at Le Chef Petite. I’d love to get to know you better. Can I seduce you with my vast knowledge of sweet and sensual desserts?”Alicia couldn’t help it. She giggled. One of those girly, I’ve-been-flirting bubbly – Lea Barrymire, Justin’s Desserts
You can’t take the sky from me (Joss Whedon)
And perhaps it was also the case that, for all a lifetime’s internal struggling, you were finally no more than what others saw you as. That was your nature, whether you liked it or not (Julian Barnes, England, England)
I’m warning you, that jacket is sexy. The Institute could go up in sexy, sexy flames (Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls)
Worrying about what happened on Monday, or, what might happen on Wednesday, is at the expense of one’s Tuesday (Mokokoma Mokhonoana)
You should never reveal your true age (Eve Arnold)
Once people see you cry, it’s like they own part of you. It’s like you ripped a hole in yourself, and they saw through whatever armor you had on, got a good long view of all the screaming alien goop underneath (Stefan Bachmann, A Drop of Night)
‘I don’t need brains,’ says the billionaire contemptuously. ‘I’m brainy enough myself!’ The broker cries out in desperation, ‘What, in heaven’s name, do you want?’ ‘Goodness,’ is the answer (Konrad Lorenz)
Everything. Everywhere. Every moment. That is the scope of God’s call on our lives, and that is the dignity our lives enjoy (John G. Stackhouse Jr., Making the Best of It: Following Christ in the Real World)
Refrain to-night;And that shall lend a kind of easinessTo the next abstinence, the next more easy;For use almost can change the stamp of nature,And either master the devil or throw him outWith wondrous potency (William Shakespeare, Hamlet)