Quotes from Josh Lanyon

I didn't approve of murder on general principles. Not even of people who seemed to go around begging for it.

If there was one life skill everyone on the planet needed, it was the ability to think with critical objectivity

I noticed you right away." She gave me an approving look. "I like quiet, polite men. And men who wear Hugo Boss. I was hoping you weren't gay. Or that you were only half-gay. Like Paul." "Uh…sorry," I said. "It's pretty much full-time now. The pay's not great, but the perks…

Shrugging out of the damaged shirt, Jake said roughly, "I still dream about you." "I have nightmares about you." I dragged my T-shirt over my head, threw it aside.

Love... doesn't happen every day. It doesn't happen at all for some people

I'm a thirty-something gay man with a dodgy heart. I sell books for a living. Who wants to read about that?

Intimacy issues' is code for 'I haven't met the right person.'" "And what is 'trust issues' code for?" Pierce held his gaze. "I'm afraid to believe I've met the right person.

The only thing worse than opera is someone who hums along with opera.

I know that asshole you were with in college --" "Can we leave that asshole out of it?" Please, gentlemen, one asshole at a time.

One thing I've noticed about getting older, it takes twice as much work to get half the results one formerly achieved by falling out of bed.

Hearts got broken every day. Nobody died from that. But it did kind of fade the sunlight and drain the color from the days.

And I thought maybe I didn't need to worry about my heart anymore because it had stopped beating a couple of seconds earlier, and I was still sitting there living and breathing-though admittedly I wasn't feeling much of anything.

I'm not going to let go of you. I'm going to hold you all night. So go ahead and feel whatever you feel. If you're still craving cocaine, go ahead. You're safe. You can crave it all you want, but I won't let go, and if you still feel like you can't trust yourself in the morning, and it's what you want, I'll drive you to rehab myself. Okay?" ~ Max

I think it was Mark Twain who said, "Get your facts straight, and then you can distort them as much as you like.

I know you've all heard the advice, "Show, don't tell." The best writers don't tell you, and quite frankly they don't just show you -- they make you feel it, live it, taste it, touch it. Storytelling is about being in the moment with the characters.

Have I ever told you, you look like Monty Clift? he inquired in a deep, seductive voice. Before or after the accident?

And yet there was something about his strength, his arrogance, his sheer size that got under my skin. He probably couldn't even spell vanilla. He was probably selfish in the sack. Probably selfish and greedy and...unsophisticated. And hung like a horse.

A Pause followed my greeting. Then, 'We're watching you,' whispered the voice on the other end. 'Yeah? Did you see what I did with my keys?

This is how God made me. You are how God made you. All God's chillun are made how God made 'em. You think God made a mistake, take it up with Him.

Focus on someone else's problems for a change, I instructed myself. You need the practice. From now on you'll have to live in a world you didn't make up. Horrible thought.

Not as intolerable as being dead, in my opinion, but I'm very fond of me. I would miss me a lot.

Hey, its not much of a closet is it?" "No. Its not. I don't like closets. Life's to short to spend hiding in the dark.

I turned back to the television. After a while what I was staring at registered. "Hey, this is The Long Goodbye ." Jake opened his eyes. "What?" "This movie. It's Robert Altman's take on Chandler's The Long Goodbye . 'Nothing says good-bye like a bullet.'" "I don't know," said Jake. "Sometimes the words are enough.

Sable hair bisected his pecs and arrowed down to the straight and unequivocal statement of his returned interest. Forcing my gaze to his face, I said, "I really don't think we have time for that." "You know that, and I know that, but HE doesn't believe it." "Believe it," I told HIM. J.X.'s mouth tugged into one of those heart-stopping smiles. "Maybe you should whisper in his ear.