“And then there was the young male walk. At least women swung only their hips. Young men swung everything, from the shoulders down. You have to try to occupy a lot of space. It makes you look bigger, like a tomcat fluffing his tail. The boys tried to walk big in self-defense against all those other big boys out there. I’m bad, I’m fierce, I’m cool, I’d like a pint of shandy and me mam wants me home by nine.”
―
Terry Pratchett
“And then there was the young-male walk to master. At least women swung only their hips. Young men swung everything, from the shoulders down. You have to try to occupy a lot of space, she thought. It makes you look bigger, like a tomcat fluffing his tail. She’d seen it a lot in the inn. The boys tried to walk big in self-defense against all those other big boys out there. I’m bad, I’m fierce, I’m cool, I’d like a pint of shandy and me mam wants me home by nine… Let” ― Terry Pratchett, Monstrous Regiment
“Any guy who tells you he is carrying a condom in his wallet in case of an emergency is full of shit. We only put a condom in our wallet with the full intention of using it the night we put it in there.” ― Shandi Boyes, Enigma of Life
“Perfection is not attainable. But if we chase perfection, we can catch excellence.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“Instead of wiping away your tears, wipe away the people who created them.” ― Shandi Boyes, Chains
“(Isaac” ― Shandi Boyes, Enigma: The Complete Collection
“In every angel, a demon hides. And in every demon, an angel strides. --Author Unknown” ― Shandi Boyes, Nikolai: Taking Back What's Mine
“remember the evening as a wonderful blur of warm emotion, tinged in bitter. Fiddles, lutes, and drums, everyone played and danced and sang as they wished. I dare say we rivaled any faerie revel you can bring to mind. I got presents. Trip gave me a belt knife with a leather grip, claiming that all boys should have something they can hurt themselves with. Shandi gave me a lovely cloak she had made, scattered with little pockets for a boy’s treasures. My parents gave me a lute, a beautiful thing of smooth dark wood. I had to play a song of course, and Ben sang with me. I slipped a little on the strings of the unfamiliar instrument, and Ben wandered off looking for notes once or twice, but it was nice. Ben opened up a small keg of mead he had been saving for “just such an occasion.” I remember it tasting the way I felt, sweet and bitter and sullen. Several people had collaborated to write “The Ballad of Ben, Brewer Supreme.” My father recited it as gravely as if it were the Modegan royal lineage while accompanying himself on a half harp. Everyone laughed until they hurt, and Ben twice as much as everyone else. At some point in the night, my mother swept me up and danced around in a great spinning circle. Her laughter sang out like music trailing in the wind. Her hair and skirt spun around me as she twirled. She smelled comforting, the way only mothers do. That smell, and the quick laughing kiss she gave me did more to ease the dull ache of Ben’s leaving than all the entertainments combined.” ― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
“Don’t ever change. You’re fucking perfect just the way you are.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“You can have skills in abundance, drive by the bucket load, and more knowledge than you know what to do with, but without passion, you’ll never reach the pinnacle of success.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“This is where we are supposed to be, Cleo. You are supposed to be with me.” ― Shandi Boyes, Bound
“It was in that instant I knew I had fallen in love with him. Madly. Deeply. Wildly.” ― Shandi Boyes, Bound
“She’s either Australian or South African. I often get their accents confused.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“An entire week of ironing out your kinks in my playroom” ― Shandi Boyes, Bound
“If you ever use a word like ‘playtime’ around me ever again, I’ll rearrange your face.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“He just signed his death certificate, and I’m the Grim Reaper coming to collect his soul.” ― Shandi Boyes, Dimitri
“You’re fucking perfect.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“I’m like a kid in a candy store. I don’t know which goodie to sample first.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“You trust me, don’t you?” She nods. “Yes, because without trust, we’ll have nothing.” ― Shandi Boyes, Unraveling an Enigma
“And then there was the young-male walk to master. At least women swung only their hips. Young men swung everything, from the shoulders down. You have to try to occupy a lot of space, she thought. It makes you look bigger, like a tomcat fluffing his tail. She’d seen it a lot in the inn. The boys tried to walk big in self-defense against all those other big boys out there. I’m bad, I’m fierce, I’m cool, I’d like a pint of shandy and me mam wants me home by nine… Let” ― Terry Pratchett, Monstrous Regiment
“Any guy who tells you he is carrying a condom in his wallet in case of an emergency is full of shit. We only put a condom in our wallet with the full intention of using it the night we put it in there.” ― Shandi Boyes, Enigma of Life
“Perfection is not attainable. But if we chase perfection, we can catch excellence.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“Instead of wiping away your tears, wipe away the people who created them.” ― Shandi Boyes, Chains
“(Isaac” ― Shandi Boyes, Enigma: The Complete Collection
“In every angel, a demon hides. And in every demon, an angel strides. --Author Unknown” ― Shandi Boyes, Nikolai: Taking Back What's Mine
“remember the evening as a wonderful blur of warm emotion, tinged in bitter. Fiddles, lutes, and drums, everyone played and danced and sang as they wished. I dare say we rivaled any faerie revel you can bring to mind. I got presents. Trip gave me a belt knife with a leather grip, claiming that all boys should have something they can hurt themselves with. Shandi gave me a lovely cloak she had made, scattered with little pockets for a boy’s treasures. My parents gave me a lute, a beautiful thing of smooth dark wood. I had to play a song of course, and Ben sang with me. I slipped a little on the strings of the unfamiliar instrument, and Ben wandered off looking for notes once or twice, but it was nice. Ben opened up a small keg of mead he had been saving for “just such an occasion.” I remember it tasting the way I felt, sweet and bitter and sullen. Several people had collaborated to write “The Ballad of Ben, Brewer Supreme.” My father recited it as gravely as if it were the Modegan royal lineage while accompanying himself on a half harp. Everyone laughed until they hurt, and Ben twice as much as everyone else. At some point in the night, my mother swept me up and danced around in a great spinning circle. Her laughter sang out like music trailing in the wind. Her hair and skirt spun around me as she twirled. She smelled comforting, the way only mothers do. That smell, and the quick laughing kiss she gave me did more to ease the dull ache of Ben’s leaving than all the entertainments combined.” ― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
“Don’t ever change. You’re fucking perfect just the way you are.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“You can have skills in abundance, drive by the bucket load, and more knowledge than you know what to do with, but without passion, you’ll never reach the pinnacle of success.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“This is where we are supposed to be, Cleo. You are supposed to be with me.” ― Shandi Boyes, Bound
“It was in that instant I knew I had fallen in love with him. Madly. Deeply. Wildly.” ― Shandi Boyes, Bound
“She’s either Australian or South African. I often get their accents confused.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“An entire week of ironing out your kinks in my playroom” ― Shandi Boyes, Bound
“If you ever use a word like ‘playtime’ around me ever again, I’ll rearrange your face.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“He just signed his death certificate, and I’m the Grim Reaper coming to collect his soul.” ― Shandi Boyes, Dimitri
“You’re fucking perfect.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“I’m like a kid in a candy store. I don’t know which goodie to sample first.” ― Shandi Boyes, Just Playin'
“You trust me, don’t you?” She nods. “Yes, because without trust, we’ll have nothing.” ― Shandi Boyes, Unraveling an Enigma
