Top 41 Sally Thorne Quotes
#1. It's a corporate truth universally acknowledged that workers would rather eat rat skeletons than participate in group activities.
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#2. I pull back. "I'm going to have to change my computer password."
"Oh yeah? To what?"
"I-love-Josh."
"4 eva, he replies."
"You cracked my password?
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#3. The trick is to find that one person who can give it back as good as they can take it.
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#4. So painting your nails tonight, desperately alone?" Lucky guess on his part?
"Yes. Masturbating and crying into your pillow, Doctor Joshua?" He looks at the top button of my shirt.
"Yes. And don't call me that.
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#5. All I want to do is kiss you until I fall asleep. I want to slide in between your sheets, and find out what goes on inside your head, and underneath your clothes. I want to make a fool of myself over you. Mr.
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#6. Helene and Mr. Bexley peel out again like Wacky Racers.
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#7. I tug him down to lie on me properly. "I'm pretty heavy. I'll flatten you." "I've had a good life.
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#8. Joshua is glaring at me with angry eyebrows. I use my brainwaves to transmit an insult to him, which he receives and pulls himself up straight.
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#9. So this is what sex with you would be like." I can't resist teasing him. "I was hoping you'd participate a little more." He finally says something. "I'd participate. So well, you wouldn't walk straight the next day.
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#10. He did not smile back, and somehow I feel like he's been carrying my smile around in his breast pocket ever since. He's one up.
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#11. He releases the button on my coat with the snap of his fingers. The traitorous garment flips open, as if to say Help yourself, mister!
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#12. I'm not bored. Can't we stay here, and I'll find something in the minibar to smear all over you?
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#13. I hope it's not too forward of me to say, but your eyes are incredible, Lucy. I die when you blink.
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#15. See," he says into my mouth. "I don't hate you, Lucy.
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#16. I look at Danny. If I'd thrown a torn-up wishlist into a fireplace, he's the guy Mary Poppins would have delivered.
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#17. How somebody can't recognize their own eyes, I'll never know.
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#18. Walking together, matching our footfalls, we exit the lobby like two television district attorneys gunning for justice.
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#19. The energy that usually lashes ineffectively inside each of us now has a conduit, forming a loop of electricity between us, cycling through me, into him. My heart is glowing in my chest like a bulb, flashing brighter with each movement of his lips.
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#20. Books were, and always would be, something a little magic and something to respect.
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#21. I always thought you'd live underground somewhere, near the earth's core,
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#22. Shyness takes so many different forms. Some people are shy and soft. Some, shy and hard. Or in Josh's case, shy, and wrapped in military-grade armor. "Josh,
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#23. Let me deal with him. If he turns up dead in the river you'll know to keep your mouth shut and provide me an alibi.
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#24. I love the energy we create between us when we banter like this. It's the most intense sensation of pleasure, knowing he'll always have the perfect response ready. I've never known anyone like him; as addictive to talk to as he is to kiss. "Truth
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#25. He sits in silence, and his eyes are definitely not the man I know. They're wistful, lonely, and so beautiful I have to close mine. "I
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#26. I love him so much it's like a thread piercing me. Punching holes. Dragging through. Stitching love into me. I'll neve robe able to untangle myself from this feeling. The color of love is surely this robin's-egg blue.
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#27. He taught me things in the space of two minutes that the span of my lifetime did not.
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#28. I love you, Lucy Hutton. So much, you have no idea. Please be my best friend.
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#29. Danny Fletcher has a cliched evening in store for you. Italian restaurant, checkered tablecloth. Probably a candle. he'll push the last meatball to you with his nose,
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#30. We are adults undertaking a team-building activity in a professional capacity, so naturally we spend several minutes horsing around, striking poses with our paintball guns and making sound effects. Joshua and Sergeant Paintball watch us like orderlies at a mental facility.
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#31. Where are you actually going?" My voice rings down the empty street. "I just told you. I'm going out stalking." "What, on foot?" I come closer by another six paces. "You were going to walk?" "I was going to run down the middle of the street like the Terminator.
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#32. Immediately I give myself a little mental slap. Fishing for compliments is a cardinal sin. "Never mind, I was only joking.
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#33. He sits on the edge of the couch, his hair damp and ruffled in every direction. I turn the page and unfortunately a lurid diagram of an erect penis glares up at me. "I am trying to be a bit more normal." He looks at the page. "How's it working out so far?" "I'm glad this isn't a pop-up book.
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#34. Unfortunately, the next thing I say sounds deranged. "I want to know what's going on in your brain. I want to juice your head like a lemon." "Why
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#35. I compose a reply. It is an emoticon of a smiling poo. It sums everything up.
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#36. I think my underwear is curling off me like burning paper.
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#37. The plight of the little humans. There is no dignity for us in this oversize world. "Visit
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#38. Are you sure about that?" He looks down to watch my hand spread out over his stomach. I push at the hard flesh. It doesn't remotely give. "Are you wearing a bullet-proof vest?" "I've got to in this office.
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#39. No you don't," he tells me. He walks into the building lobby with me under his arm like a rolled-up newspaper. He even checks his mailbox.
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#40. Watching you pretend to hate the nickname is the best part of my day.
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#41. If you knew the kind of little miracles happening every moment you breathe in, you wouldn't be able to handle it. A valve could close and not open; an artery could split, you could die. At any moment. It's nothing but miracles inside your tiny city.
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