“What is he, twelve?" "Fourteen." "Well, no wonder, then. Hormones are raging! All you want to do when you're fourteen is snatch up a broadsword and hack something to pieces, then find a big rock and fuck it to death.” — Sarah Black Copy Share Image
“This is what I'm going to remember on the day I die," he said. "Right before I close my eyes, I'm going to remember this, the way your hand feels, the heat of your leg against mine, the smell of… — Sarah Black Copy Share Image
“I don't want to hide. I want to slow dance with you again. I want to dance with you forever.” — Sarah Black Copy Share Image
“I am the king. You’re the knight sitting at my round table. That’s the nature of our relationship when it comes to war or… — Sarah Black Copy Share Image
“What is he, twelve?" "Fourteen." "Well, no wonder, then. Hormones are raging! All you want to do when you're fourteen is snatch up a… — Sarah Black Copy Share Image
“This is what I'm going to remember on the day I die," he said. "Right before I close my eyes, I'm going to remember… — Sarah Black Copy Share Image
“You're the only kick-ass general I know who needs three gay boys to dress him, John." "But I only need one gay boy to… — Sarah Black Copy Share Image
“He was wearing a T-shirt that said “Judge a moth by the beauty of its candle.” He was my candle, but I was not… — Sarah Black Copy Share Image
