There's only one thing that will make them stop hating you. And that's being so good at what you do that they can't ignore you.
The boys have to have a chance to be at peace, at rest, without someone listening, to favor or despise them depending on the way they talk act and think.
The anarch knows the rules. He has studied them as a historian and goes along with them as a contemporary. Wherever possible, he plays his own game within their framework; this makes the fewest waves.
Werewolf games,' Mercy said solemnly, 'play for keeps, or go home.' She was so cute sometimes it made Adam's heart hurt.
Joie," he said with his lips hovering over mine. "What?" I felt my heart flutter. "Shut up," he muttered and then he kissed me.
Just because The Past always hung there upon its hooks on the game-room wall, you didn't have to pull it down and use it on yourself.
An angry man will find himself in an angry world, and a swindler will find himself in a world of thieves whom he dare not trust. Like attracts and mirrors like.
There are universal laws at work, even here. The Law of Attraction; the Law of Correspondence; and the Law of Karma. That is: like attracts like; as within, so without; and what goes around comes around.
Molly wondered if these boys really loved baseball, the sound and smell of it, the rhythm of it, the leather and wood, the grass and dirt, the story and surprise in a good game.
Real secrets mean more than hiding that card game from you daddy. Real secrets can be hurtful. Make people do bad things.
I love the way he looks in his uniform, all man with just a hint of the boy I fell for all those years ago.
To deal with history [life] means to abandon one's self to chaos but to retain a belief in the ordination and the meaning. It is a very serious task.
Happiness is something you lay siege to, it is a battle like a game of go. I will take hold of all the pain and snuff it out.
The hope of the future lies not in curbing the influence of human occupancy – it is already too late for that – but in creating a better understanding of the extent of that influence and a new ethic for its governance.
Life is a game where fair players are winners! But as for the "injury causers", "red-card" sees their end off!
All jobs are odd, or they would be games or naps or picnics.
And now his cock wanted back in the game. Jesus, when your brain started talking to your cock, you were on some fucking really thin ice.
i never thought about how i would die, but dying in the place of someone i love seems like a pretty good way to go
Deep in the meadow, hidden far away A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray Forget your woes and let your troubles lay
And when again it’s morning, they’ ll wash away. Here it’s safe, here it’s warm Here the daisies guard you from every harm
Impulsively, I lean forward and kiss him, stopping his word. This is probably overdue anyway since he’s right, we are supposed to be madly in love.
