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In all Gabriel’s life he could not remember his brother giving even the prettiest of Shadowhunter girls a second glance. Yet he… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The proprietor had hair so red that pigmentation had flowed out into every visible inch of his skin and even into the… — Quentin Crisp Copy Share Image
A man cannot be a good doctor and keep telephoning his broker between patients nor a good lawyer with his eye on… — Walter Lippmann Copy Share Image
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A gardener is never shut out from his garden, wherever he may be. Its comfort never fails. Though the city may close… — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
Kylie bit down on her lip. Burnett took a step forward. He squared his shoulders, empathy filling his eyes. He took a… — C.C. Hunter Copy Share Image
Burns from dropped matches, Ms. Lane? Matches one might have dropped while flirting with a pernicious Fae, Ms. Lane? Have you any… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
At that moment of love, a moment when passion is absolutely silent under omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, pure seraphic Marius, would have… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
I wanted to be wanted and he was very beautiful, kissed with his eyes closed, and only felt good while moving. You… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
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If wealth come, beware of him, the smooth, false friend! There is treachery in his proffered hand; his tongue is eloquent to… — Martin Farquhar Tupper Copy Share Image
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How rude. Many who have gazed upon me have compared the experience to gazing at the radiance of the sun." Jem still… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
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