L.H. Cosway Quotes

“I wanted to high-five the fuck out of myself then do a victory dance. But I didn't, because, you know, manly.”

— L.H. Cosway

So why not live with the magic? Be a kid again and believe in the fantastical. Life is more fun with a little smoke and mirrors.

— L.H. Cosway

“No need to worry. The closest I've ever come to an STD was a kidney infection. I always put a raincoat on the little fella before heading into a storm.”

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“That's right, I'm a reclusive pervert, and I make no apologies for it. And, giving the matter some thought, a reclusive pervert is much preferable to an extroverted pervert.”

— L.H. Cosway

“A picture is just a picture, but add music and there's emotion. There's a story.”

— L.H. Cosway

It's sad to think how humanity has been reduced to being more comfortable communing through the medium of a keyboard, rather than having a real life conversation.

— L.H. Cosway

“Cruelty is easy, and it breeds only misery. Kindness is harder, and you have to be brave to give it. To be cruel, you can stay closed off from everyone, wear a mask, but to be kind, in essence, to show love, you have to make yourself vulnerable, show your true self to someone and open yourself up to rejection.”

— L.H. Cosway

“He had a great laugh, a sexy laugh. My laugh was the mating call of the Yeti.”

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“I feel like I could lose myself and find myself in you,”

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If I was into girls, I'd do you," I tell him honestly. He leans forward conspiratorially. "Psst, I'll let you in on a secret Fred," he glances sheepishly from side to side. "I actually have a cock. Don't tell anyone, it would ruin my reputation. But feel free to do me any time you want.

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“You're virtually unknown over in the States. This could be the thing that helps you crack America. I can just see it now, a picture of you reclining in a pair of tighty whiteys advertising for Calvin Klein on the side of a skyscraper."
"Fuck, man. Are you a psychic? How did you know that's my one true dream?”

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“I'll never hit a lady, but I'll slap a bitch.”

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“Sometimes I wish my brain didn't always have to warn me about things. Stupid people seem to live such easy, carefree lives.”

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“She said seals sexually assault penguins and deserved to be clubbed. That woman is nuttier than a Snickers bar.”

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“There's a smile in his voice when he goes on, "What are you doing in there, baby?"
"Nothing," I answer, a little too quickly.
"Okay, you keep on doing nothing. I'll just sit here while you're at it. This spot is surprisingly comfortable.”

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“The female need for true love is a fickle bitch. It forces itself into your life and shapes your actions, always driving you to find that one guy who'll love you unconditionally.”

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“You need a job and I need a PA, why don't you come and work for me?"
"No thanks, God knows what being your PA would involve."
He laughs. "Well it would involve the usual, faxing, filing, answering the phones, taking
bookings, relieving my sexual needs, etcetera."
"Yeah I thought as much." I tell him, my tone doing all the rejecting for me.
"Seriously though, the offer stands. Think it over." He tells me in a soft voice.
"I don't have PA experience."
"I'll teach you," he says, in a tone that insinuates other things.
"Sure."
He lowers his voice. "I think I'd enjoy teaching you things."
"Can't say I w-would enjoy it." Yeah, right.
"You stuttered," he says”

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But here lies the rub: she's all I think about. She's the only person I want to spend time with. I'm fascinated by every little thing she does. And the fact of the matter is, I'm in love with her. Heartbreakingly, soul-wrenchingly, earth-shatteringly in love with her. It's nothing like I've ever felt before. And I need her to love me back more than I need to take my next breath. I can't imagine a greater agony than this big, pulsing, fierce love I have for her being unreciprocated. I would rather take a hundred blows to the head out on the field, suffer a thousand concussions, than not have her beside me for the rest of my life.

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“Well, yeah, staying together for love is better than staying together because of a piece of paper. The paper is the prison. Making the choice to stay with someone without the prison feels more like true love to me.”

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“You know, you should think about getting in touch with Gabriel, he's your half-brother and also a really good guy." Delilah looks at me cynically. "Gabriel despises me." "He despises Ethan, you I think he might just have some time for. After all, you're both dhamphirs." "That's like me telling you you'll get along with George Bush because you're both human." Delilah replies snidely. I get her point, but still I grin and respond. "You're right, we would definitely get along. He'd make me feel all intelligent and shit.”

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“Hurting with you is better than a painless life without you.”

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Beauty comes in many forms, and the strong, powerful kind is the most admirable. It's easy to be weak; you simply do nothing, but strength takes courage and effort.

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My love ... I don't always want you tied up. I want you free. I want you wild. I want you brave. I want you any way I can get you. I want you now, and I want you for the rest of my life.

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“A-ha, but don't you see, not caring about the money, only caring about winning, that's a luxury. You come from money, so you have the luxury of only caring about your accomplishments.”

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“This is astounding, amazing, so incredibly thrilling. Only today a world travelling cabaret performing drag queen took me out for lunch and named me as his new best friend. The idea plunges my black and white world into a vibrant techni-colour rainbow.”

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“The way he's looking at me makes me feel all funny and hot, so I hand him the cotton wool.
"There. You can finish yourself off," I say, standing up.
I have to resist the urge to face palm when I see the size of his smile. Sometimes I think my brain might just be a gaping hole containing nothing but unconscious innuendo.”

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“I liked to think I was a smart woman. My vagina, on the other hand, was the equivalent of a dumb blonde. And that blonde wanted what she wanted.”

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“Do you ever wish, Alexis, that your heart was just that little bit smaller, so that you didn't have to care quite so much?”

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“In this information age, swords and knives are no longer the weapon of choice - words are
(The Nature of Cruelty)”

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“No one knows who I am ... that I am she ... that she is me.”

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“The moment you walk into a room you brighten it, Lucy Fitzpatrick, and I for one feel like the luckiest bastard in the world for having known you.”

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“However, it still seriously pisses me off that we live in a world where you can't be free to express yourself in whatever strange way you happen to choose.”

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“Everyone thinks their opinion is the most important, even when they have no clue about a situation." "I know.”

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“It's terrifying when you're staring the person you know you want most in the world dead in the eyes, and knowing that they belong to you unequivocally.”

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“I think we both know that I've never been most men.”

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“Do you know that's where the word comes from? Hangover? Historically, when there was a hanging, there'd also be a big street party, everyone boozing it up. Then the next day, when the hanging was over, they'd all feel like a steaming pile of shit, hence the now commonly used term.”

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“Yeah, I'm bringing back the word "slattern." Deal”

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“I didn't get far when he was suddenly behind me. He looped his finger through my belt and practically
dragged me to the corner he'd been standing in.
"What the fu ... ."
"Stay still," he ordered. "I need you to block the wind."
I didn't have any snappy comebacks, so I simply stood there, amazed by his gruffness. Hadn't anyone ever taught him simple manners? When I looked at him, I thought that maybe they hadn't. I could easily imagine him as a little Mowgli type, being raised by animals in the jungle.”

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Who would have thought that a drag queen could be my ultimate male fantasy?

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“She's always been the one to tell me about her bedroom adventures, not the other way around. To put it plainly, I have no problem talking about other people having sex, but talking about me having sex, well, that's a whole other kettle of uncomfortable collar fiddling.”

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“Lucy: A great memory? Really?
Sean: Yes. Really. His memory is faultless. Pristine. Immaculate.
Lucy: That's a shitty compliment. That's like telling a person they don't smell.
 
Is it odd that this made me laugh? I took gleeful satisfaction in the book-report nature of my compliment.
Ronan is a man. He has very brown hair, and very brown eyes, and a very good memory.
 
Sean: No specification was made as to the quality of the compliment, only that one was required.
Lucy: You're a filthy cheat.”

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“I needed to get a handle on this girlish exhilaration. This girlish exhilaration needed a reality check. Maybe even a bitch-slap.”

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“Something decidedly female was going on in her head, something of the mystery-to-men variety. I had no idea what she was thinking, but she looked both aggrieved and remorseful. I held very still because it seemed like the safest thing to do.
We stared at each other.”

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“What the fu
How the bloody hell had Voldemort gotten into the building?”

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I've always considered children's parties an excuse for adults to get drunk under the guise of doing something special for their child. I know my dad had always exploited that idea anyway.

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Lille lost her way

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“It's strang how the people who end up in your life can shape you for the worst.”

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“Perhaps your way of keeping yourself t yourself was cruel to the people who wanted you to show them your insides.”

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I snorted a surprised laugh and then covered my mouth with the hand that wasn't currently touching his hip.
His answering laugh-a shocked bark likely caused by the sound of my inelegant snort-made me laugh even harder.
"What is that sound? Are you snorting?" He squeezed my shoulders as we crossed the street, his voice thick with amusement.
I snorted again-because when I laugh, I snort like the love child of a pig and an alligator unless I hold my nose, in which case I sound like I've got a terrible case of the hiccups-which made him laugh even harder.

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“Eggs: Could go to my grave quite happily without ever seeing another one.”

— L.H. Cosway