Quotes About Anticipation

When I was a boy, I naively thought that this thing called happiness would be something I would wake up to find every day once I could smoke, drink and fornicate.

Spec = asking the world to have sex with you and promising dinner date to one lucky winner.

Whatever happens next, I'm sure it's going to be a great adventure.

Five Years from Now I Will Be…

Even if we could memorize the map, it's hard to know where we're going without having seen inside ahead of time.

Lily was thrilled about the weather. Post-rain is the best time for her to catch insects so I suspect I won't see her all morning. "Come on!" Sasha says. "Let's be the first ones there so we get to pick our own teams." No one moves. Even Lily is already up and out today. Post-rain is the best time for her to catch insects so I suspect I won't see her all morning.

And, Kayla? My regards to your mother. I have a feeling you will be seeing her very soon.

On the other, if Mom was driving up here, we were only half an hour away from Cole.

Jacques let's go of my arm and slowly steps away from me. He can sense a teakettle about to whistle when he sees one.

You know what it was like? It was like thinking I was heading to a surprise party and instead it was a surprise pap smear.

It's like hitting yourself in the head with a rock all day so you can be prepared in case something falls out of the sky and hits you in the head.

The best sex takes place in the mind first

I'm excited about what the future holds. I'm not a fortune-teller; I have no idea how it will play out. People say, "What are you going to do?" I don't know. I kind of love that not knowing.

Daniel swept Ainsley into a strong hug. "I knew you'd come back. Didn't I say so? Dad!" he bellowed up the stairs as he set Ainsley on her feet. "It's Ainsley!" "He knows, lad". Mac laughed. "I think the whole county knows.

I will write as often as I can, but truth be told, I don't have many moments to myself. The queen is in a very bad way and needs everyone who can be at her side. But whenever I undo my buttons to ready myself for bed, I think of you. I imagine your fingers unfastening my gown, opening me like a Christmas parcel for your pleasure. I tingle even now as I think of it, and so I will close before I quite combust and burn the paper.

Nothing but good times ahead.

I could almost hear the characters inside, murmuring and jostling, impatient for me to open the cover and let them out.

So. Are you going to tell me where we're going? Sure. Yeah? We're going to the most beautiful place in Paris, he says. Cool, I say. I love that place. He laughs and I decide to stop asking.

They wait. For what? They do not know. But they can feel it coming. Splashed by carriage wheels, they feel it. Outside cafes, looking in, they feel it. At night, in their narrow beds, they feel it. Counting the days snubs and mocks, they feel it. And it fires them.

Oh, God," Lori said without looking at me, "what are they thinking, leaving the two of us alone out here on the dock together? We might TALK or something." "That would be awful," I said. "I might give you a hickey." She laughed, still watching for Cameron's start instead of looking at me. "Just by talking to me?" "I can talk really dirty. You'd be surprised.

No. I just don't want to be a detective. They figure out what happened after the fact, when it's too late. I want to prevent it from happening.

He fumbled with something in his breeches. She had thought the past few minutes the most intense of her life, but they were nothing compared with the alarm and ashamed delight now rushing through her veins - until she realized he was only bringing out his pocket watch.

He grinned at me and whispered, "I'm going to kiss you now. It'll be a big one, so don't hit me.

Tell me about your project." "It's a surprise," I said loudly over the siren. "I don't like surprises." No surprise there.