liability;

Achilles was looking at me. “Your hair never quite lies flat, here.” He touched my head, just behind my ear. “I don’t think I’ve ever told you how I like it.”

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Will I feel his ashes as they fall against mine?

“When everyone knows you’re a monster, you needn’t waste time doing every monstrous thing.”

Titian, Flora, circa 1515 (details)

Neil was never letting go.

the dream thieves— want and need were words that got eaten smaller and smaller: freedom, autonomy, a perennial bank balance, a stainless-steel condo in a dustless city, a silky black car, to make out with blue, eight hours of sleep, a cell phone, a bed, to kiss blue just once, a blister-less heel, bacon for breakfast, to hold blue’s hand, one hour of sleep, toilet paper, deodorant, a soda, a minute to close his eyes. what do you want, adam? to feel awake when my eyes are open.

Without warning I had a vision of Francis — twenty years later, fifty years, in a wheelchair. And of myself — older, too, sitting around with him in some smoky room, the two of us repeating this exchange for the thousandth time. At one time I had liked the idea, that the act, at least, had bound us together; we were not ordinary friends, but friends till-death-do-us-part.

“What kind of an Ironborn loses his senses during a storm?”

“You missed World Hist.” “Did you get notes for me?” “No. I thought you were dead in a ditch.”

aristotle and dante discover the secrets of the universe, benjamin alire sáenz

The main thing is, you bunch of fuckers, despite the provocation from the cavalry, no fighting!