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She always was devious in her beauty
If somebody wrote a book about your life, would anybody want to read it?
Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
Besides the part where she was the only one
"I was surprised to hear about the cat."
To a girl who thought she was moving away
read a book to kindergarteners
To Him She Is A Beauty
The flowers smiled, but she was gone
someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
Books about Japan
Read-Only Memory
The Day the World was about to End
The House on the Island Where She Was Born
We only care about the cute animals, everything else is food
Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
It's hard to be enthusiastic about reading and books with someone that openly admits to being a bad reader
The things she wonders about
I've read books so I know things that sound like they could be true
A Book about Me, by Me Myself
Jesus was a Gay Black Hippie Jew (song only) (recording)
She only wants me for sex
I don't see Heinlein writing books proposing that only farmers should be allowed to vote
In Africa we do not sing about bitches and hoes, we sing about the pains and beauty of the world.
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
She asked me to read her a poem
She was cilantro, jalapeño, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
She is and was
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
The cult leader poured himself a drink and started on about his plans, and I wondered how the priest was getting on
The Corpus Hermeticum: Book Twelve: About the Common Mind
She told me she remembers three things about me
She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits
I'd rather read a book
The time they fantasize about was built on a lie
certain wisdoms about a place can only come from dying there
This book was stolen from the Harvard College Library. It was later recovered. The thief was sentenced to two years at hard labor.
Books Hazelnut Read So You Don't Have To (category)
Books Senso Has Read (category)
I was only following orders
(because this was always subconsciously the inspiration, even if I did not know it at the time, and I only realised it just now)
Programmable Read-Only Memory
Books Glowing Fish Read in 2010 (category)
She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
What the hell was she thinking?
She reads Eliot at the bus stop
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
When she was bad
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
I was tired. It was late. She was Russian.
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
And when she came back she was nobody's wife
She was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
The only thing to be truthfully said about tomorrow is that it changes everything
Big Book Chapter Three: More About Alcoholism
did i really change the way you think about everything? was it the chemicals in your brain?
Gravity's Rainbow is a book about rockets.
What if Everything You Thought You Knew About AIDS Was Wrong?
She Walks in Beauty
Jesus said, "I love him, for he is my brother." He was talking about everyone.
Writers Read Books the way Architects Look at Buildings
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
Pain and beauty, our constant bedfellows. Young as I was, I understood.
Your radical ideas about the combinatoric implications of the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator have already occurred to others
read this book
"The books with the simpler titles are usually harder to read"
Books you haven't read in a while, but intend to read again
Anyone who tells you there is only one correct way to write a novel is trying to sell you a book.
read a book, you sexy orphan
Books to read before you give up on fantasy
War is only fun on screen
She only wants me for tech support
Something I thought only I thought about
All it said was clump and scratch, and it only said those very late at night.
Once upon a time there was light in my life, but now there's only love in the dark
"hunt and peck" isn't the only alternative to your "proper way to type" you elitist prick!
She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
Books kthejoker Read In 2008 (category)
And then night was here, after a day of measured breathing, and I could forget about breathing because the waiting was done
What she writes in my diary, I will read in twenty years
She was very beautiful. Y'know?
She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
If you become lucid, you realize history's greatest literature was being written as you read it ...by yourself.
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
She was never mine. I always shared her.
She was so pleased to learn that she was right
In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
she was just the dry smell of gasoline
She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
Pete Townshend was right about Saddam Hussein
And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep?
Every poem about thunder was written under the protection of a roof, or, at the very least, an empty sky
Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom About the book
Go write a book about it
A lie only hurts when it's told by people you care about
this was supposed to be a parable about the power of the imagination
Infinite Jest is a book about tennis.
I didn't have the heart to tell him I was lying about taco night, but at least the hellhound made some friends
Something was about to happen.
The virgin was looking apprehensive about the whole ordeal, but for the right amount of cash anyone will take on a horse
This was the shinest golden dollar I would ever see in my life and I was not about to tarnish it.
What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
I was wrong about the color changing; your eyes are brown
"You want to know the only thing you can assume about a broken down old man? It's that he's a survivor."
Among the fields and small houses lies a boy I can only dream about
i could write a book about the things i don't know
It was always about words
When I Read the Book
It was beauty killed the beast.
Beauty is only skin deep
She still has my Borges book
278 Books You Should Have Read By Now
If at all possible read this book with your eyes shut.
Reasons to read books
I died for Beauty -- but was scarce
When I read about crazy women, I find it hard to discern
British Book Award for Best Read of the Year
Books to read before you give up on sci-fi
Books GhettoAardvark Should Read (category)
Books to read before you give up on crime fiction
The Book I Haven't Read
Books Hazelnut Read Because You Should Also (category)
The cover of a book is only skin deep
a dozen books I should have read you
I wish when I closed a book I could set it on the shelf and know it was really over
each book has us creating a fresh work as we read it into being
Dumb laws
my only pin-up was Pelé
Looks like 1984 was only n years off
His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
read only
There were only twelve raindrops, she counted them on the windshield under heavy soft skies
since then it's been a book you read in reverse
She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
A woman has 30 ways of laughing, but only 1 way in which she cries.
He had fallen in love, but I'm pretty sure the hellhound was only in it for the belly rubs
2016 was bad enough. Is it only going to get worse?
I imagined that gravity was the only force in the universe.
I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
we read from the book as it is written
Books to read in the bath: Avoid waterdamage at all costs
She thought about giving him her heart
she reads all day
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
Outside she reads, outside she is reading the evacuation procedure, out loud
a pitcher of beer was only two fifty
She was steady
She was locked in time
I was only starting to grow
He Was Only Joking
We all love movies and books about us owning ourselves

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