No one here likes a wet dog.
I don't want any dog to be put down.
I won't go to England because they won't let my dog in.
But was there ever dog that praised his fleas?
We have a saying in France. A dog doesn't make a cat.
I pulled the dress out of the bag and held it in front of me. Ella sat up straighter and squinted her eyes, while Michael and Paco made the noises men make when a woman says, “What do you think?” Fathers probably teach those noises to their sons ...
Remember, sex is never a thing you just had. Sex is the intercourse, the merging or convergence, of who the two of you are—your spirits merging. People ask, “How was it for you?” The reply is often, “It was great.” But is this really the ri...
The other problem in my life is Dimitri. He's the one who killed Natalie, and he's a total badass. He's also pretty good-looking. Okay-more than good-looking. He's hot-like, the kind of hot that makes you stop walking on the street and get hit by tra...
It's a strange feeling, when you hear a good piece of music. It starts out kind of shaky, this hot, heavy knot in your chest. At first it's tiny, like a spot of light in a dark room, but then it builds, pouring through you. And the next thing you kno...
Waiting for a hot pocket to cook we’d fuck and be satisfied, barefoot on new york city apartment linoleum. A satisfying hot pocket and a big ass smile and a tight ass grip and a wall beside a random pipe beside the stove where we left palm and dick...
Gooper Pollitt: You said I never loved Big Daddy. How would you know? How would he know? Did he ever let anybody love him? It was always Brick, always. From the day he was born, he was always partial to Brick. Why? Big Daddy wanted me to become a law...
They went forth to battle, but they always fell; Their eyes were fixed above the sullen shields; Nobly they fought and bravely, but not well, And sank heart-wounded by a subtle spell. They knew not fear that to the foeman yields, They were not weak, ...
Damn, there goes my chance for some hot sexy talk.
It's hard to get hot over a painting; there's no equivalent for teenage obsessiveness. Art obsession is ideology. Ideology can be made sexy, but it's easier in music.
I can't be friends with a man who blows hot and cold with the same breath.
There’d be no story without complications. With nothing to overcome, we’d die unstoried deaths.
If she wasn't your grandmother I'd shoot her." Ranger
Why go for something cold and dead, when you can have something hot and panting?
nothing helped tea. It simply was what it was, which was boiling hot and flavorless.
Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.
His anger was as great as mine, but hot where mine was cold.
