Oh, was that what you meant? I figured you were speaking of your manner of whoring. I should have known you were wanting to fuck me too.
Mid-range, androgynous voice. I first thought that Solaris was a guy. Then a girl. Maybe. Then I gave up trying to figure out which. It would become obvious at some point, or not.
what matters is not the enclosure of the work within a harmonious figure, but the centrifugal force produced by it -- a plurality of language as a guarantee of a truth that is not merely partial.
My hobbies include urinating in empty apple juice bottles and then pouring the contents into kitty litter and trying to get the clumps to form shapes of historical figures.
That woman was sexy. . . . Out of your league? Son, let women figure out why they won't screw you. Don't do it for them.
I was the silent and ever present figure in your life...but you.” I kissed the back of her hand softly and closed my eyes. "You've always been the meaning of mine.
I've figured out why they call it a trial. Because you you can to pull through it.
I need to figure out the secret. I need to work out how to keep things flying back to me instead of always flying away.
I figured I only had about two seconds to live. It’s amazing how many thoughts you can have in two seconds.
We have little choice but to move beyond quality and seek remarkable, connected, and new. Remarkable, as you've already figured out, demands initiative.
Do you think we can just take it on faith right now that I want you, you want me, and we'll figure out the happy ending part later?
Gay male and lesbian culture is obsessed with purity of identity as the only basis for figuring out who you can trust or dance with. -Pat Califia
That creature's staying?' It figured. Her daughter-in-law transforming into an animal? No problem. Having to take care of a cat? Crisis. (Sydney Sage-Ivashkov)
I figured that when there's no way of knowing what the future holds it's just as easy to believe it'll be good as to believe it'll be bad.
I’m trying to be a better gangsta, so I’m learning how to play the ukulele. I'm also trying to figure out how to rap a romance novel, like The Notebook.
I had to stop selling stick-figure portraits of women at the beach, after too many customers complained I was making them look “too fat.
Whaaaaaat is going on?" May whispered out of the corner of her mouth. "I'm sort of comforted by the fact that I can't figure it out," Jack responded.
We make messes of our lives, but every now and then, we manage to do something that's exactly right. The challenge is figuring out which is which.
The moment God is figured out with nice neat lines and definitions, we are no longer dealing with God.
Even if their supplies of love are finite, they've figured out that life is, too, and they're no longer rationing.
Sometimes you know in your heart you love someone, but you have to go away before your head can figure it out.
