Quote by Neal Stephenson Download Open image ““Zipper the Fatlanders called it. Cock-catcher it was to Hunfast, the hapless.”” — Neal Stephenson ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.7 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“We call them kilts, and we wear them so we can let our enormous cocks breathe.” — Sophia Bleu Copy Share Image
“Learn from the cock the following four things: getting up at the right time, fighting bitterly, making your brothers flee and usurping their share… — B.K. Chaturvedi Copy Share Image
“There was a merciless gnawing in my chest, a queer silent labor was going on in there. I pictured a score of nice teeny-weeny… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
“Oh, I know what to do when I see victuals coming toward me in little old Bagdad-on-the-Subway. I strike the asphalt three times with my forehead and get ready to spiel yarns for my supper.” — O. Henry Copy Share
“You wouldn't find it funny if you had zipper tracks permanently pressed into your dick.” — Julieanne Reeves Copy Share Image
“The brainless wonder in his pants certainly appreciated her nearness. The stupid bastard started pounding against his zipper like a convict pounding against the… — Julie Ann Walker Copy Share Image
“Her bosom filled the jacket like a pair of boxing gloves stuck inside it.” — Walter Kaylin Copy Share Image
“If I had wings I would fly, I'd soar on high where only eagles dare I'd let them rip, I'd let them tear, until… — Michelle Horst Copy Share Image
“Surprisingly, Robert's bare, lubed, thin cock didn't slide into his lover's hole easily. It stopped an inch in, jammed like Pooh in Rabbit's front… — Edward Southgate Copy Share Image
“People stared more than ever on the train. Hagrid took up two seats and sat knitting what looked like a canary-yellow circus tent.” — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“I study dead languages for a living,” I said. “That’s why you hired me. Why should I be up to speed on your line of work? How’s your Serbo-Croatian? What’s your position on the relationship between Oscan and Marrucinian?” — Neal Stephenson Copy Share
“Other people - store clerks, burger flippers, software engineers, the whole vocabulary of meaningless jobs that make up Life in America - other people just rely on plain old competition. Better flip your burgers or debug your subroutines faster than your high school classmate two blocks down the strip is flipping or debugging, because we're in competition with those guys,… — Neal Stephenson Copy Share
“It is what you don’t expect,” he’d said, “that most needs looking for.” “Do” — Neal Stephenson Copy Share Image
“...the insects here see you as a big slab of animated but not very well defended food. The ability to move, far from being… — Neal Stephenson Copy Share Image
“There was no way that these guys were going to let a bleeding, barefoot woman simply wander off alone into the streets. Two of them were already running toward her with hands reaching out in a manner that, in normal circumstances, would have seemed just plain ungentlemanly. What would have been designated, in a Western office, as a hostile environment… — Neal Stephenson Copy Share
“Space and Time! Two minor omissions that no one is likely to notice," grumbled Newton.” — Neal Stephenson Copy Share Image
See, the world is full of things more powerful than us. But if you know how to catch a ride, you can go places, — Neal Stephenson Copy Share Image
“Hey,” Shaftoe says, “if we surrender to you, you’ll kill us. Right?” “Yes.” “If you guys surrender to us, we won’t kill you. Promise. Scout’s honor.” “For us, living or dying is not the important thing,” Goto Dengo says. “Hey! Tell me something I didn’t fucking already know!” Shaftoe says. “Even winning battles isn’t important to you. Is it?” Goto… — Neal Stephenson Copy Share
“My men think you are dead now, and won’t waste balls on you,” Jack said. “In fact I have let you live, but for one purpose only: so that you can make your way back to Paris and tell them the following: that the deed you are about to witness was done for a woman, whose name I will not… — Neal Stephenson Copy Share
“You’ve probably heard the expression that the Industry feeds off of biomass, like a whale straining krill from the ocean.” — Neal Stephenson Copy Share Image
“The Deliverator belongs to an elite order, a hallowed subcategory. He’s got esprit up to here. Right now, he is preparing to carry out his third mission of the night. His uniform is black as activated charcoal, filtering the very light out of the air. A bullet will bounce off its arachnofiber weave like a wren hitting a patio door,… — Neal Stephenson Copy Share
Interesting things happen along borders - transitions - not in the middle where everything is the same. — Neal Stephenson Copy Share Image
