Quote by William Lashner Download Open image ““arm, two long candlesticks, one”” — William Lashner ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.0 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“One hand, one knee. Dragging, sliding, burning. One hand, one knee.” — T.C. Southwell Copy Share Image
“It's funny how a flame can only burn your hand if you move too slow, you can tease it all you want and it… — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
“Honey, the candles are gonna burn out," I prompted on a grin. "Let 'em," he replied. "Got nothin' I want. Everything I want is… — Kristen Ashley Copy Share Image
“My body is but wax and wick for flame. When the candle burns out, the light shines elsewhere.” — Normandi Ellis Copy Share Image
“Give me your hand, a human hand, so that you can hold me to the earth with it, for whirling veins of fire swoop… — C.G. Jung Copy Share Image
“We were like two moths around a candle, I thought, circling closer and closer to the flame, waiting to see whose wings would catch… — Tan Twan Eng Copy Share Image
“We were, all of us, prisoners of our character, unable to alter our true inner natures. When we said we had changed, what had… — William Lashner Copy Share Image
I try to write stories that are thrilling and full of mystery and funny all at the same time, stories that raise moral questions… — William Lashner Copy Share Image
“Unlike the rest of you, I cheerfully admit to my own utter selfishness. I am self-made, self-absorbed, self-serving, self-referential, even self-deprecating, in a charming… — William Lashner Copy Share Image
“It’s all part of the bartender’s creed: make them fresh, make them cold, but most of all, if they’re a little overeager, make them… — William Lashner Copy Share Image
“That was part of the job, to pretend to listen, to feign concern. There are three professions who play at that game; barkeeps are… — William Lashner Copy Share Image
“I received some really bad news. I’m not okay.” A bolt of terror slashed through me. She had some sort of disease, I could… — William Lashner Copy Share Image
“There I sat, in the wreckage of my apartment, in the wreckage of my life – no love, no prospects, a gnawing sense of… — William Lashner Copy Share Image
“Class divisions as clear as those between Harrington and myself always bring out my best, or at least my most petty.” — William Lashner Copy Share Image
“The campus was Disney-fascist, a relentlessly upbeat place to wither and die.” — William Lashner Copy Share Image
“It was still quiet at the bar, early afternoon, before the happy-hour crowd arrived with their after-work bonhomie, and even as the barkeep kept… — William Lashner Copy Share Image
